Haikyuu: Courage | Nishinoya x OC

On the way

"A normal friendship comes from taking time to get to know each other. A meaningful friendship comes from doing things together for a long time. A special friendship comes from growing to like the person you once hated. But the best friendship out there comes from unexpectedly liking the person the moment you meet them." –Fumiko Matsubara

"Being friends with me equals sacrificing your own sanity."–Makoto Murasakime

"While friendship itself has an air of eternity about it, seeming to trascend all natural limits, there is hardly any emotion so utterly at the mercy of time. We form friendships, and might grow out of them. It might almost be said that we cannot retain the faculty of friendship unless we are continually making new friends."–Robert Hugh Benson

"I will text you 50 times in a row and feel no shame. You're my friend. You literally signed up for this.–Yuu Nishinoya
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Breathe in...

Breathe out...

"Sakime-chan, nice serve!"

Yuu's voice rung out inside the small gymnasium.

Clad in her training gear: a white shirt with green neckline and sleeve cuffs, green sport shorts, black high thighs, white knee pads, and white volleyball shoes, Makoto held the ball with great concentration, not wasting any movements, steady and calm as she should be. The Molten branded volleyball was held by her left hand, her grip is tight yet clam at the same time. Eyes closed in concentration, steady breathing, and the way she held her position for quite a moment, those are the traits of a volleyball champion, especially to those who frantically trained for 13 years.

Sighing smoothly to ease the tension building up, Makoto opened her eyes calmly. Her beautiful vibrant eyes calmly held a sharp glint, a sharp glint that practically scream "Don't mess with me!" to show how much dignity she held as a player.

This is her Volleyball persona. Once the happy-go-lucky, carefree, approachable, and friendly schoolgirl stepped onto the court, she is completely a different person. A normal person can already see how talented this girl is, how precise and accurate she can be, and how her presence can change the flow of the game.

"Oi." She called out, still holding her position without any struggle.

From the other side of the court, Yuu, in his own concentration, calmly replied, "Yeah?"

"You're supposed to say 'bring it on', duffoos."

Blankly staring at her, Yuu can only nod quietly in reply. Repositoning himself, he blinked his eyes slowly. When they opened again, they showed the same sharp glint that Makoto is currently holding.

Seeing this, Makoto narrowed her eyes further in thought. Damn... Is this really Noya-kun? Just what the hell is with that immense concentration he's having? Totally different from how he acts around me...

Yuu is also different in the court, almost as if there was a different person playing in his steed. Makoto described him as an obnoxious, carefree, cocky, and weird guy who simply gets way too fired up for his own good. But now that he's on the other side of the court, all she saw is a talented libero who's incredibly calm, extremely focused, and surprisingly calculating.

The way his eyes intensively glazed all over her, watching every bit of her movements intently like he can determine the serve by just looking at her position, Makoto is greatly convinced that this small form of great ability became the best in this prefecture. She admitted though, Yuu's concentration is actually scaring her, like her own concentration as the former Strongest spiker has no match for his, a libero who hasn't even made it to the top 5.