𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 | 𝐡𝐪𝐱𝐛𝐥𝐥𝐤

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞

     You weren't entirely sure why you had been so suddenly fixated on a sport which consisted of a ball that is to avoid the ground at all times. You couldn't remember the first ever time that you have ever felt the thrill when you watch the ball floating through the air, the battle between the opposing forces, their main objective to make the ball fall onto the ground.

Maybe you were young and naive, but there was one thing for sure, the moment you caught eye of the sport, you had fallen inlove with the sport and every aspect of it. You enjoyed the sounds the shoes squeaking, the sounds of soft impacts as the ball was welcomed with open arms, the striking sound of aggression to break away from the walls that had been placed in front of them, the feeling of stinging arms with every attempt to accept these hurtful gestures, and weirdly enough the smell of sweat as it was a signal of hard work and the desire to move onwards. The whole concept of the sport made your blood rush and your adrenaline to rise.

Once becoming aware of its presence, it was as if there was a new light in your life. By the age of 6, from doing more chores around the house to earn enough money, you were able to get your very first volleyball. It was if you gave candy to a child, the sight of the volleyball made little y/n's eyes to twinkle as she held the circular object in her small hands. This was the first object she had independently bought, so it was something to be treasured and taken care off. It was her prized possession... till __ _____ __.

The little girl would do nothing else but stand by a wall all day, repeatedly practicing her setting. However, her first attempt of this turned out bad as she underestimated her strength when throwing the ball full force at the wall, causing it to deflect and bash right back into her face. This cause her brothers to laugh at her with no mercy as she fell on her back shouting 'WAFOOO' with a pained expression.

From there on, the girl begun researching and analysing other peoples way of playing, taking into account the other people play in various different ways as they may deal with situations differently. Not is it only a physical sport, it's more off a mental sport. You need to have the 'can do attitude' and 'half glass full' type of thing going on, or else you won't really get anywhere. The main aspect of this sport is to have the resolve to get back up, even after falling down. It's about having that hunger to run for the ball, to have every faith in yourself and your teammates, as it's a team sport and you can't do everything by yourself. That was the only aspect that you and your brothers don't share.

After acknowledging the truth of volleyball, you had became clear on what you were hungry for. So from the tender age of 6, you had your clear goal in mind. You wanted to coach. Even though you enjoyed the thrill of playing, it wasn't as exciting hanging in front the edge of your seat, watching the game go by in front of you. It wasn't as exciting as knowing you helped these people get to where they are now. That was certainly not something you and your twin shared, but nonetheless, he acknowledged and accepted that you wanted to be the once who made the decisions around there. Thus, him being your puppet.

You and your twin, Rin Itoshi, were inseparable. You two were always together no matter the time of day, you both were never seen without the other. So when Rin heard of your declaration of wanting to be the greatest coach for volleyball and not football, he became a bit pissy towards you. It was only expected from his age, but still fixated on the fact that 'twins should follow the same path' it was pretty hard to convince him. But eventually things worked out.

"Rin cmon don't be like that..." a young y/n whined to her brother who had his back turned to his sister, arms crossed and pouting. Rin could be so petty sometimes and it was infuriating as you were the main victim of it. Whenever you do something separately from him, he could go in a hissy fit about it and ignore you for hours on end. He could be real clingy sometimes.