Time stops, as the ball hits my hand. It gives me a familiar stinging sensation.
I look over the net and catch a slight glimpse of the other side. The open court calls on me to spike the ball towards it. I feel the ball leave my hand as I begin to descend. The court's call grows louder with the crowd. A call just for me.
The shocked faces of the blockers laced with frustration satisfy me. Their eyes never leaving mine as I continue to descend.
The ball hits the ground like a cannon-- so loud that it echos through out the whole arena. Everyone falls silent as I stare agape at my red hand. I can still feel the sting. And in that moment, a smile creeps up my face as the whole team roars.
25-23.
It's over. We win. I look up and I can see the boy's volleyball team chanting our school name with pride. Today we shall shed tears of joy. We are no longer the flightless crows.
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Stinging Sensation (Haikyuu!!)
FanfictionShe looks a her red palm, the ghost of the ball lingers between every crease and ridge. The stinging sensation pulses from the point of contact with the ball to the tips of her fingers, awakening every adrenergic receptors in her body. In that momen...
