Chapter 2: Am I in Love With a Libero?

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It was loud. People seemed really excited for this game. It was annoying to carry a bulky camera around the school grounds, so I had gone to the HQ after classes and grabbed one then. People we're cheering and cameras were flashing as I walked up the bleacher stairs to find a seat. It was higher up but not completely at the top nor too close to the middle, and I sat closer to the right side of the court. The court side where Tanaka would be playing.

It was a better angle to get winning shots in my opinion. Finally, the game begun and the cheering roared louder. I looked towards the other team but didn't pay much attention to them. I was just here to focus on Karasuno. I took note of each player. Tanaka was there, I could easily spot him and his bald headed ass. Along with a small human? Tangerine? Human. He was bickering to a taller black haired teammate as they played.

I got distracted however, by the game itself. I seem to forget about why I was actually there. These players were almost professional, they were incredible. I watched their plays.

Then he caught my eye. I was looking through the cameras, trying to get a good shots, when I went to the back of the court with a camera lens. I saw him there saving every ball from going out of bounds. Quickly, instantly. His uniform was reversed from the players on his team (While his teammates had black with orange outlines, he had orange with black outlines), which told me he was a libero.

I couldn't stop staring at him. I slowly moved my camera down, watching him, forgetting again why I was really here. Suddenly, there's almost a silence in the room, like everything else is faded except that one serve on the other teams side. He glances over, locking eyes with me. It's like the whole world press pause so we could see each other.

He looks back and gives a smirk. I guess he noticed me staring. I look away flustered. What the hell is happening? Come on Y/n, focus! I got my camera and concentrated on getting good photos. But every now I will look back to him. Maybe I could keep a few with these for myself, I think to myself. What the hell is wrong with me? I shake it off. Literally shake my head from side to side. At an alarming rate.

A player loses control of the ball, sending everyone in panic. But he runs to dive and save the ball. The emo wannabe takes his chance and takes to ball. He passes it to the orange haired kid and he spikes it. Hard. That was the fastest quickset I've ever seen.  I looked back to the boy with a blond tuff. A sense of celebration appeared on his face. The winning point was won.

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I walked down to quickly talk or at least introduce myself. When I found my way to the bleachers, everyone was just about to leave. I stop him. "Wait! Uh.. I work with the school paper and um.. was hoping to get a few quotes?" He looks back at me in an almost shocked expression. "Oh sure!" He puts his hand behind his head "All right!"

"Y/n glad you made it!" Tanaka interrupts and the short king looks to his teammate "Wait, you know her?" Tanaka nods happily and wipes away a fake tear.  "HOAAA! Wow you're lucky, Ryu!" I give a confused expression but shake it off to introduce myself. "I'm Y/n L/n. I am your guy's new photographer!"

"I'm Yuu Nishinoya. Libero." He gets a faint red flush. "I was right!" I say to myself. They both give confused impressions to me. "I assumed you were the Libero with the reverse uniform and all." Something on that sentence lit a spark in Nishinoya. He smiles the sweetest smile I have ever seen. I could tell this guy was gonna be a lot of fun.

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