𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐄

28; love.

the ball spun high up in the air, a dazzling mixture of blue and yellow. dark eyes were glued to the ball, like it was the only thing that mattered in the world. like it was the most natural thing in the world, a hand slammed down on the ball.

it made a beeline to the opposite end of the court, making the receiver's eyes widen in surprise. their arms shot out to receive the ball, but to no avail. the ball slammed into the edge of their forearm and shot off, spinning with great precision into the stands.

"nice serve, seishun!"

wearing a pleased grin, seishun slapped hands with a beaming hinata. "thanks, hinata."

seishun, kenjiro, and the four msby jackal boys were having their usual training session. they were doing a three-on-three. seishun, hinata, and bokuto were on one side, and atsumu, sakusa, and kenjiro on the other.

currently, seishun's side was winning by one point, in a win-by-two game.

seishun's gaze was trained on a certain blonde, who was rubbing is reddening forearms. "ya damn show off," atsumu grumbled through the net. "who're ya tryna impress? bokuto?"

she flashed him a shit-eating grin in return. "ooh, someone's asking for some more serve receive practice," seishun replied, feigning pity. "you'll need a lot more practice, miya."

"shut up, ryuen," atsumu glared. he picked up the volleyball at his feet and forcefully tossed it at her, grinning when it bounced off of her forehead. "wow, that's one way to use your head."

seishun rubbed the now-sore spot on her head, the ball in her left hand. "hey, that's misconduct!" she protested.

atsumu only snorted at her. "what, ya gonna break my nose too?"

"how is it that every time i see you, you get more annoying?"

kenjiro chuckled at their arguing. both of them were overcompetitive, so it was always a sight whenever they were on opposing teams. "let's finish this before tobio and wakatoshi get here, you two."

seishun whirled around in kenjiro's direction. "eh? why are they coming?" she wondered.

atsumu reached under the net and smacked her on the arm. "kenjiro told us, like, six times that they're coming," atsumu told her. "are ya deaf or stupid? or both?"

giving him a glare, seishun kicked him on the shin. a triumphant smile bloomed on her face when atsumu doubled over to rub his aching bone. "are we going to play a four-on-four?" she asked her dad.

kenjiro gave her a smug grin. "you'll see."

"what're you acting all mysterious for?" seishun complained.

atsumu used his foot to push seishun away from the net. "hurry up and finish the game, stupid!"

reluctantly heading to the service line, seishun gave him a dirty look. "just a tip, you should receive with your face."

atsumu made a face, raising his voice to a higher tone to mock her.

hinata turned around, a hand over his mouth to block atsumu from hearing. "seishun, go for a headshot!" he whisper-shouted.

bokuto also turned around, a bright smile on his face. he held two thumbs up and gave an encouraging nod. "headshot, seishun!" he agreed.

"what are you guys whispering about?" atsumu asked through a narrowed gaze.

hinata and bokuto whirled around to face the net, innocent smiles on their face. "just that seishun should use less power," hinata lied with ease.

nodding solemnly, bokuto feigned a frown. "can't have seishun overexerting herself, y'know?"