Chapter 01

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Asahi was running with Sugawara close behind him. They were late for training. As they approached the gym, they saw Daichi, the captain standing in front of the door, his arms tightly crossed and an unsatisfied expression written all over his face. "Be careful Asahi!" Suga tried to warn his friend but it was too late. The man with a low man bun ran straight into a girl, sending her flying along with the lidless paint containers she was carrying.

"Shit! Those were my last ones." The girl muttered as she saw the empty containers lying by her side. Looking up she came face to face with a view like no other. The contents of the container, which was white paint, had spilled all over the tall teenager's face. A loud gasp escaped her plump lips as Asahi sat there worrying about his training session which he was going to be awfully late to. Well, at least Daichi was there and had witnessed everything, so he wouldn't demand any explanations on why the ace was late.

"I'm so sorry miss we were in a hurry and we didn't see you." Suga was fast to apologize. As he continued to explain the situation, the girl didn't take her eyes off of the long-haired boy. "Say you're sorry too, Asahi." Suga scolded his friend after seeing that he was still standing there and staring at his hand which was now as white as snow.

"I'm so..." Asahi started to say but was interrupted by the girl jumping back to her feet and hurriedly grasping both his cheeks in her palms.

"This is it. Look up a little." She demanded and forcefully moved his head upwards. She was examining his face from different angles, not afraid of getting paint on her hands. Meanwhile, the males just stood there in shock.

"Excuse me but..." Asahi exclaimed as he tried to pry her hands away from his face by holding onto her wrist, but they wouldn't budge.

She cut in once again, "Shhhhh, I'm thinking!" This made Asahi stop his protests and let the girl do whatever she wanted with his face. She was currently feeling every curve and dip of his face with her fingers gliding over his skin. "This bone structure, It's as if god carved it for me." She muttered under her breath, which rendered Asashi completely speechless as he uttered incomprehensible sounds.

"Ummm..." Suga stood there staring at the bizarre scene in front of him. He was thinking about helping his friend but he honestly didn't know what to do with the odd girl.

In lightning speed, the girl gathered her now empty containers as she continuously exclaimed. "Yes, yes, yes, YES!" The three 3rd year males who had witnessed the oddest thing ever, watched as the girl hurried away from the scene and shouted a "Thank you." over her shoulder.

"What just happened?" Asahi questioned, too scared to move in case the girl came back and scolded him for moving an inch.

Scratching the back of his head in confusion, Suga answered. "I have no idea."

"Who was that?" Daichi asked as the other two finally made it to the gym doors.

"No idea, but she was a weird one that's for sure," Suga commented as they headed toward the changing rooms.

Throughout the training, Asahi couldn't get the way she had looked at him out of his mind. Like he was the best thing she had ever laid eyes on. The words she had spoken kept ringing in his ears and making his cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Asahi, get your mind back into the game." Daichi's stern voice sliced through his line of thoughts.

"Sorry captain!" The ace of the Karasuno High's volleyball team exclaimed as he tried to concentrate on receiving the balls aimed at him with his arms instead of his face.

A month later, Asahi had almost forgotten about the odd incident.

Actually, he had tried countless times to find and ask the girl what she meant by all those weird things, but he couldn't. Whatever he did he couldn't find her. It was like she was completely invisible up until that moment and right after that. She had become visible to confuse the tall boy and turned invisible again to confuse him even further.

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