secret gem • haikyuu !!

12 ; Watermelon

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I flashed between the lenses of each scene. Like fast forwarding through a movie. Only a fraction of it occurred, but I remember it. I remember it all. Each scene was different, but it was an unknowing memory. It became dark. I'm back to my conscious, right?

Soon there were walls that surrounded me. Bland, simple mayonnaise coloured. I gaze up at something flashing vibrant colours; a powerpoint slide projected onto the chalkboard. It showed familiar pages from what I've learned this past few years when I was studying in England. I guess all that repetitive revision and studying even clouds my dream scape.

My next sense kicks in and the perspective changes. I'm no longer in that isolated room. I'm in, what I interpret, a sports hall, or a gym, either or. A net in the middle separating the court in two. Volleyball. I couldn't count how many were there, nor see their faces clearly. All I could see faint outline which I make out to be Kenma and Tetsurō. Every colour this time became blotchy, blurry.

Cries for people's names I don't know once echoed turned to silent. Next thing you know, the two Kenma and Tetsurō silhouettes were surprisingly running towards me. I didn't know why until the last thing I heard was, "MAI! WATCH OUT–"

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Tsukishima's POV

Why did Nishinoya have to wake up so early... He quickly slid the curtains open, leaving the blinding morning light to shine into our room.

"Ugh..." I groan under my breath, turning away from the sight of the sun. I tapped around my pillow, both of my hands grabbing my glasses and phone. I rubbed my face a bit and placed my glasses on, pressing the home button of my phone. 6:40am?! I place my phone down and rub my eyes again. How annoying... It's too early for this, breakfast is served at 7 and matches don't start until 7:45– Well, I'm up and I can't go back to sleep. I might as well get ready before there's a queue for the bathroom.

I groggily get up out of my futon and start walking, treading over a couple of slippers, to my red gym back. I zipped it open and searched for my travel toothbrush and toothpaste. Hmm.. It's pretty chilly, guess I'll just wear this again. I reached over my bag to get my hoodie, putting it over my head. I walk back to my futon and slide on my slippers, making my way out of the room and to the boys' toilets.

Just as I was passing the stairway I suddenly remembered when Kur— Mai-san was there. She was wearing the same hoodie but in black. Sure, it was kinda shocking, like how we had the same birthday. But it's just a coincidence, nothing special about it. Though, I wonder why she was up here to begin with. There's nothing here but a bunch of sweaty and sleepy boys who play volleyball. Now that I think about it, I would've never thought Kuroo-san would have a little sister. It seemed like he was an only child.

As I made it into the bathroom, I shook away my thoughts, "Oh, g-sukich-imah– *cough* kun!" I heard the ginger screeched, with a little bit of spit choking on his words.

"Don't talk whilst brushing your teeth," I said bluntly, "It's disgusting."

"Hmph—" He pouted, turning back to the mirror above the sink. I sigh and station myself next to him and start brushing my teeth. The door flung open to reveal the tired Kageyama, making his way to the sink to also brush his teeth.