The whistle blew a second time and the game began. It was Kindaichi's serve first. L/N observed how he hit the ball, making a mental note of his preferred serve. The ball flew over the net towards Mesunojagā's libero.
Aiuchi panicked, feeling the temporarily calm nerves bubble up again. I have to get this! If I don't the team will hate me! L/N-san will never look me in the eyes again! I'll be kicked off the team and I'll have to beg for money on the streets! My dreams will be completely crushed because of my stupid mista- The ball hit the ground.
Aoba Johsai ^1-0 Mesunojagā
Aiuchi felt her soul leave her body, realizing she'd completely frozen up during her internal conflict. Not only were her hands shaking but her legs too. She felt like fainting. She looked down at the ground, waiting for her teammates to start yelling, complaining about how bad she was. "Don't mind. You'll get it next time, Aiuchi-san."
Aiuchi's eyes widened at Uchida, the most emotionless wing spiker in the world's words. She looked up, utter bafflement on her face. "H- Huh?!"
Fukui, the ace and the nicest person you'll ever meet, patted the libero's back in a friendly manner, knocking Aiuchi forward slightly with the immense strength she didn't even know she had. "Cheer up, Aiuchi! It's just one point! C'mon, let's go take it back!" Fukui gave the short girl a closed-eye grin which Aiuchi replied to with a shy smile.
"Saku-chan!" Aiuchi turned towards the bench, seeing L/N with her hands cupped around her mouth to make her voice louder. "Don't forget what I said! You can do this! You don't have to be so tense. It's just a practice match, if we lose it won't matter! Plus, it's just one point, we can still beat them!"
Aiuchi nodded, her nerves being overrun by determination (A/N - you are filled with determination-) as she got back into position. L/N was right; it's just a practice match. If they lost it wouldn't matter. But that doesn't mean she wasn't gonna give it her all.
Kindaichi served, sending it towards Aiuchi once again. This time, she kept her eye on the ball, she didn't freeze up, she didn't let her thoughts overwhelm her. This time, she stepped in the direction of the ball. And this time, she received it.
The ball flew into the air, falling perfectly into Omori's waiting hands. A perfect receive. The ball flew from Omori's hands across the court. A perfect set. Fukui hit the ball to a space in Seijoh's half of the court no one was occupying, barely missing the blockers. A perfect spike.
Aoba Johsai 1-1^ Mesunojagā
L/N felt a grin grow on her face. Each member of Seijoh had wide eyes and dropped jaws, even Matsukawa and Kunimi. Another thing opposing teams get confused about. They always assume that L/N is the strength on the team, that the team is only good because of her. But they always forget that everyone on the team has great abilities. L/N's strength and brains only distracts them from that fact. Mesunojagā isn't just a puppeteer and her puppets. It's a team.
And a good one at that.
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Fanfiction[creds to whoever made the cover art] ~~~~~ A smirk played on her lips as her team scored. She'd almost forgotten what it felt like to overcome a challenge. The opposing team's setter stared at her, his eyes wide. She allowed her arms to drop by her...
