HAIKYŪU: SHARPEST VISION [OC INSERT]

CHAPTER 013

THE GYM DOORS SWUNG OPEN, and a wave of anticipation washed over the players gathered inside. Karasuno and Nekoma, old rivals, were about to face off in a crucial practice match.

Ukai Keishin and Manabu Naoi, the coaches of the two teams, met at the entrance, their faces breaking into smiles.

"Well, Ukai, eight years, same hairstyle, eh?" Naoi teased, his voice filled with playful banter.

Ukai grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Same could be said for you, Naoi. You haven't changed a bit."

They exchanged playful insults, their rapport evident, but beneath the surface, a simmering intensity lurked. The weight of their rivalry, the legacy of their past battles, hung in the air, a silent force that underscored the importance of this match.

A moment later, Yasafumi Nekomata, the Nekoma coach, sauntered in, a familiar figure with a twinkle in his eye.

"Hey, Keishin! Long time no see!" he boomed, his voice full of cheer.

Nekomata burst into laughter. "You look like your old geezer grandfather, Ukai."

Despite their teasing, a deep respect lingered between the two coaches. The bond forged through years of competition was undeniable.

"It's been a while, Nekomata-sensei," Takeda, coach Ukai, said, his voice respectful. "Thank you for agreeing to this match."

Nekomata chuckled. "Don't thank me, Takeda-sensei, you've been calling me every other day for a week! It's not like I had a choice."

"I'm sorry..." Takeda began, but Nekomata cut him off with a hearty laugh.

"I was just joking. We've been training hard, and we're ready to give it our all."

The tension was palpable, the air electric.

"Even though it's not you, Ukai, I'll show no mercy," Nekomata said, his voice laced with playful menace.

"I can assure you, Coach Nekomata," Takeda replied, a confident smile playing on his lips, "you won't be disappointed. This year's Karasuno team has a few interesting newcomers, I think you'll be impressed."

Nekomata's eyes narrowed, his gaze sweeping over the Karasuno team as they warmed up.

He was intrigued, curious to see what these new talents could bring to the court.The anticipation was building. The match was about to begin.

The stage was set, and the battle was ready to commence. The roar of the crowd, the fierce determination in the players' eyes, the legacy of the rivalry- all these elements were ready to converge in a breathtaking clash of skill and strategy.

The "Battle of the Garbage Dump" was back, and the players were ready to fight.

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THE WHISTLE BLEW, and the gym erupted. The old rivals were finally facing each other, their years of competition etched in every movement, every glance.

"Kenma, nice serve!"

Nekoma, known for their lightning-fast attacks, was in their element. Walter, however, showed his incredible reflexes, reacting to the ball with ease, proving Karasuno's defensive prowess right from the start.

"Kageyama!" Ukai barked, his voice echoing through the gym.

"Yes!" Kageyama responded, his eyes locked on the court.

In a flash, Kageyama set the ball to Hinata, who took advantage of the opponent's momentary lapse in focus.

BANG!