Bang, is all that is heard when the ball hits the ground with deep ferocity.
"NICE KILL Y/N THAT'S WHAT I LIKE TO SEE!!!" A voice shouts out.
You turn your head to the unfamiliar voice and spot a head of bright red hair with slightly black roots and a taller boy standing next to him with blond hair in the stands. Then, a whistle blows signing the end of the set and the game with a score of 25 - 8; your team won by a landslide. As your team runs across the net telling the other team that it was a good game, all you can hear is your loud but supportive brother screaming for you.
"THAT'S MY SISTER RIGHT THERE WHO JUST ONE THE GAME, YUP NUMBER 7 RIGHT THERE!!!" Your brother screams out for you.
You can't help but laugh at his obnoxiousness. After shaking hands with the other team, you make your way over to the bench where your coach is sitting.
"That was a great game, guys. Aside from a few messy plays, it was great!" your coach said.
At the end of everyone putting in their input on the game, you all put your hands in and shouted your team's name on the count of three. After that, you grabbed your water and went to the locker rooms to shower and change into a hoodie and sweatpants. Before you could step 10 feet away from the locker room, you were engulfed in a hug by huge but comforting arms.
"YOU PLAYED SO GOOD OUT THERE Y/N, ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU SPIKED THE BALL AND IT WENT RIGHT THROUGH THE OTHER TEAMS BLOCK! THAT WAS SO MANLY!" Your brother, Ejiro shouts.
"Thanks, Eiji, I feel really good about that last play; it was fun as hell". You say with a smile on your face.
"No problem, I'm just so proud of you and I'm so glad you're going to nationals!"
"Oh, I forgot to mention, you remember my best friend from high school right"? He says as he steps back.
