𝙄 𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙔 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙔- 𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙊 𝙎𝙐𝙉𝘼

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birds are just one of a foxes prey.

There was no doubt about it. You were going to spike that ball.

Your mouth formed the stupid grin you'd always make when something was about to go your way.

You knew that your opponent was going to try to block it but you didn't care. You weren't going to cower and hit it in a different direction. You were going to spike that ball as hard as you can right through that block.

"Y/N! It's to you!" Your teammate said as you nod and run over as she sets the ball.

The thrill of jumping into the air gives you goosebumps. It's like you aren't limited to gravity. It made you feel like a bird. That you could fly. You were a bird on the court.

Your opponent readies to jump but it's too late. Oh it's way too late. You hit the ball at full force as it goes to the other teams side. There was no one there to receive it. Their libero tried to get it but it was too late. The point was yours. The game was yours.

"Alright!" You yell running into your teammates hugging them. You all celebrated as the other team sighed in defeat as they huddled up.

Once everything had calmed down you do the usual. You shake the other teams hands and your coach applauds you. Your coach didn't specifically applaud you for getting that last point and that's how you liked it. You weren't the ace or the captain. You wouldn't stand out on the court if it weren't for your exceptional blocking skills. You were one of the best middle blockers in the prefecture. You were happy with that but you weren't going to go posting it online or anything like that.

You could hear feet running into the gym and you knew exactly who was coming. Inarizaki's boy volleyball team. You all bowed to the team and went to get your stuff since it was their turn to be in the gym. Fair is fair.

"Hey."

You knew that voice. You hated that voice. It was like a bad guitar note playing when you heard it. It made you want to cover your ears. You turn to see the one and only Rinatarō Suna.

You were praying he wouldn't speak to you. You were so happy at winning the game you didn't want him to damper on your mood but it seems like he was here to talk to you anyways.

"What is it?" You ask.

Suna doesn't answer as his deadpan look slowly turns into a snarky looking smile. Here it comes.

"I was watching your game. Had you had actually played against a decent team you wouldn't have gotten that point. Spiking the ball right into a block is very unlikely to work but hey, it would've been a nice try." He says walking away not giving you a chance to answer.

You stare at him walking away with his shit eating grin. He got under your skin this time. Just this once, you weren't prepared for a comeback. He knew making a remark like that would leave you speechless after you just won a game. You always become so simple minded when you win a game that the last thing you're thinking about is insults.

"Screw you...." You whisper to yourself referring to Suna. Tomorrow would be a new day anyway.

You would give him a good insult.

Yeah. Maybe it is a bit childish but you lost all maturity when it came to that guy.

"You play so stupidly."