[TW: angst, depression, anxiety, divorce]
Being an athlete is tough, but being a failed athlete wears on your conscious like sandpaper.
[last name] [name] struggles to cope with their ever-changing life at home, but all they really want to do is be a cloud in the sky. However, knowing their past, [name's] friends decide it would be best if they got back into sports slowly, and to do this, [name] must apply for a manager position for Karasuno High School's Boys' Volleyball team.
[name] hates it already.
Raised in the underbelly of the sports world, Y/n played volleyball in cages, back alleys, and warehouses-where every serve was a weapon and every match could end in blood. She never had a childhood. Never had a team. Only orders.
When she finally escapes, all she wants is a quiet life. A high school desk. A name instead of a number. She enrolls at Karasuno High, where no one knows her past-not even the boy with the sharp eyes and perfect form who keeps watching her from across the court.
But shadows don't vanish. They follow. And the world she buried is clawing its way back into the light.
To survive this time, she'll have to do more than fight.