After the confrontation with the random boy and revealing their importance to her, Y/n's face was tinted in a light red as she walked ahead of everyone, leading them to the gym, ignoring all the commotion behind her.
Hinata bounced up beside her, exclaiming "the gym is huge!" He took a deep breath in with a blush of excitement on his face. "It smells like Air Salonpas..."
Kageyama, who spawned beside Y/n, looked down at him judgingly. "What are you talking about?" The girl sighed at the duo, not wanting to deal with a possible argument.
"It's the smell of tournaments..." Nishinoya then jumped in, matching the idiotic vibe as he had his fists clenched in front of him, a dorky smile decorating his face. "I know right!"
'Of course you understand, you're as stupid as he is.' Y/n and Kageyama shared a look, shaking their heads in unison from disbelief as the two smallest boys on the team excitement over the tiniest detail.
However, as they were all busy, whispers and murmurs filled the crowded hallways with slight fear, the atmosphere morphing into tension and competition. All of Karasuno turned around, meeting the eyes of the team that defeated them before.
Date Tech. A formidable opponent, and a powerhouse of a team. They had built themselves a reputation, being known as the 'Iron Wall'. All the representatives of the volleyball team were looming over the bunch, especially the polar bear at the front of the pack.
His face was pure intimidation, as he looked ominously at Asahi, not a shred of doubt. Y/n witness the encounter in slight suspense, her teal eyes moving steadily between the two giants.
The man then, to much of Karasuno's surprise, lifted his hand up and pointed it towards Asahi, whose posture remained unwavering. With a slight smirk, amusement grew in her heart as Y/n exhaled at the tension, ignoring the look she got from Kageyama.
People from all sides watched in anticipation at this bold move, many waiting for what was to happen next. Nishinoya from in front of her had his shoulders tensed up, looking up angrily at the white haired giant. "You got a problem?"
Before he could advance towards the boy double his size, Asahi suddenly placed a hand in front of him, stopping him from doing so. With a strong gaze, Asahi stood his ground as he stared into the vultures eyes, his face straight and so fearless detectable.
Time felt like it was pause, opposing sides were staring mindlessly at one another, awaiting who was going to speak first. But that tension still hung on edge.
Assuming that it was the captain who arrived, he immediately ran towards the date tech giant as a hint of panic rose in his tone. "Hey, hey, hey! Stop that!" Still, the taller of the two ignored him.
He then placed his hands on his arm and forcibly tried to force them down, looking desperately shook. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" His eyes were wide with fear, whilst Karasuno observed the situation in slight confusion.
The messy black haired boy then turned to his friend, "Futakuchi, help me out!" Said boy when walked forward, a charming, yet visibly formed grin painted on his face, as he helped put his hand down.
"Sure. Sorry about that. This guy targets our opponent's ace whenever he sees them. So..." his eyes were training into Asahi, who was watching with resolve, "you better be ready again."
They then walked away, the boy with messy hair scolding them for their unsophisticated approach and manner towards the opposing team, whereas Karasuno just stared at them leaving, not knowing how to react.
Y/n let out a breath, her finger tapping on the whistle around her neck, as Sugawara also exhaled. "Wow... that was a little jarring." Daichi nodded numbly, still looking ahead at them leaving. They all then turned back to Asahi and Sugawara stated, "I'm amazed that you stared back at him-"
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