training camp / kunimi akira

"yo, manager-san. you okay?"

hikaru turned, startled to see oikawa approaching.

"oikawa-san," she said, straightening up. "what are you doing out here?"

"i could ask you the same thing," he said with a grin, stopping a few steps away. "but honestly, i came to talk to you."

hikaru blinked. "to me? why?"

"because i noticed how distracted you were during dinner," oikawa said, his tone softening. "or, more specifically, how you kept glancing at kunimi."

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managing a team like inarizaki was never supposed to be easy, but hikaru thought she could handle it-until she realized managing emotions was far harder than managing schedules. between atsumu's relentless teasing, suna's knack for drama, and kita's silent expectations, her role as manager became a whirlwind of chaos she hadn't signed up for.

and then there was kunimi akira.

what started as a simple curiosity spiraled into unspoken tension, misunderstood glances, and a growing weight she couldn't shake. all while her team began to unravel before her eyes. caught between rivalries on and off the court, hikaru finds herself struggling to hold everyone-and herself-together.

this is a story about volleyball, sure. but it's also about redemption, resilience, and finding your footing in a game where the rules keep changing.

because sometimes, the hardest battles aren't fought on the court-they're fought in your heart.

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