05 | receives

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Two days after [First Name] first visited Karasuno's volleyball team, she was endlessly pestered by the team members to be their manager. It was too much for her to discuss. She didn't want to play again; not now, not ever. But being continuously pestered by the team for 48 hours straight made her reminisce when she had played volleyball. Of course, she met other people while playing volleyball, it was a passion of hers to continue playing. So stopping was a pretty difficult step for her.

When she finally had the courage and reason to do so, she vowed to herself that she will no longer be involved in that sport. For three years, she did her best to avoid the sport she used to love. For three years, she did her best to find a new distraction and a new hobby for her to not play the sport anymore. Being asked to be involved in the story was difficult for her— she hadn't lost her love for it. She was in a state of shock, she didn't want to but her heart was telling her otherwise.

For the last two days, she has been spending most of her breaks at the gym, watching the team practice and play. Other than talking to the two first years whom she is slowly growing accustomed to, she would also talk to the three third years whenever she's watching their practices. She took notice of how Tsukishima is very observant when it comes to blocking. Although he doesn't look like it, she knows that he knows what he's doing, and he's doing a great job. Blocking is one of the most worked-on skills in volleyball, it wasn't a joke to have this role. It's complex, demanding, and requires great discipline to get good at.

She was once again at the gym, watching them practice. Over the span of two days, she observed several points on how individuals would play. She could say that she missed the feeling of playing, that was no doubt. Throughout the practices, she knew that the players are indeed good at the sport, but there's something that would terribly disturb the girl.

Hinata receiving the ball.

"As much as he's good at spiking, he's definitely bad at receiving." She quietly mumbled, looking at him. His stance is a bit sloppy, he can't seem to get the ball, he was bad. She heard a chuckle beside her, Tsukishima. Since she was quiet and blunt, Tsukishima noted that her presence is bearable.

"Tell me about it, that shrimp doesn't know how to receive it at all." He said, Yamaguchi on his other side

"Tsukki, [First Name]! You guys are so mean!" He said and the both of them shrugged

"Just being honest," she frowned when Hinata failed to hit the ball once again. "He's so bad." She groaned as Kageyama was yelling at him for not knowing how to hit the ball well. She thought to herself that maybe it wouldn't harm her if she lent a hand. She sighs as the ball hits Hinata's face; yeah, she needs to do something about this. She knew how to play, and she would help him.

The moment that their afternoon practice ended, everyone left the gym except for Hinata and Kageyama who were currently begging Daichi to let them practice for a short period of time. [First Name] was picking up the balls as she watched them be filled with gloom the moment Daichi shut them out. The black-haired girl dropped the balls she was holding, and hurriedly went towards the senior.

"Daichi-san," She called him, "Can I talk to you for a bit outside?"

He looked at her with suspicion but he agreed to the request and went anyway. She saw Sugawara and Asahi standing there, waiting for Daichi. "Hold on, [First Name] has something to say." He told them before looking at her again, "What is it?"

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