Anime Imagines

Shiratorizawa

Anime: Haikyuu!!
Season: 3 major spoilers

Y/n's POV

Nationals. We were on the way to nationals. Even though I was only the manager and not a player, I was restless.

I looked out the window of the bus and thought about the posible outcomes. If we win we go to nationals. If what am I talking about? When we win.

I closed my eyes to sleep the rest of the way, but my mind was racing. I sighed quietly and took out an earbud. I looked over to the next row over to see Semi-kun looking at his phone.

"Hey Semi-kun," i said which got his attention. I patted the seat next to me, suggesting he sit next to me.

He slid over and looked at me. "What's up Y/n-chan?" He asked and gave a small smile.

"Are you nervous?" I said quietly and looked away. I felt stupid. I shouldn't be so nervous. I have no right to be feeling this intense pressure.

He looked forward recognizing my small aversion to eye contact at the moment. Usually I kept good eye contact but now I felt so uncomfortable. It was better with Semi-kun there though. Caring mother vibes.

"Yeah... I can't say that I feel confident. I trust my team and myself, but something about being a third year and knowing this is the last chance makes me worry a little," he said and then regained eye contact. "You're a third year Y/n-chan, I'm sure you feel it too. Look around. Even Tendou is less talkative."

I did notice this. And now that he mentioned being a third year a small piece of my heart broke off. Three years with these dorks. Three amazing years of being their manager.

I took a deep breath and thanked Semi-kun for calming some of my nerves. He ended up sitting beside me for the rest of the bus ride while sharing our favorite memories of the volleyball club.

When we got to the hotel we were staying in everyone settled in quickly and then went down to the gymnasium to do some warm up exercises.

I went down with them and helped with drills, made sure they didn't hurt themselves, and acted as a really shitty ball boy.

While they practiced serves I leaned against the wall to avoid getting hit. I watched Ushijima-kun serve his famous serve and had to wonder. Can he serve softly? My curiosity bested me and I walked over to ask him.

"Hey Ushijima-kun, can you serve a serve that is.. soft? Like not intended to crush someone but maybe to a small child?" I rushed my words out quickly.

He looked at me like I was being ridiculous. But more of the *you are being extremely ridiculous and I'm going to show you with stoic yet annoyed facial expression to answer your question so I don't have to talk.*

By now everyone stopped and looked at us.

"Y/n-san, go stand in the middle of the other side of the court," he said and I obeyed. Was I going to die now?

I stood and then positioned myself for a receive.

Ushujima-kun tossed the ball up and served it very lightly. It flew over the net and straight to my arms. I received it with a steady bump and it went up.

My face changed from *here is the last place I will be alive because Ushijima-kun is going to kill me and I didn't even get to pet my dog one more time* to *wow that was to soft it was almost cute.* an amazed glaze crossed my face.

Shirabu came up to me and shook my shoulder lightly. "Uh Y/n-san.. are you okay?" He asked.

I smiled. "I just received one of Ushijima Wakatoshi's serves," I said loudly. Everyone kinda stood there watching me stand in my moment of glory which was way bigger in my head.