"Hmmm?" The tall black-haired captain of Nekoma sneered. I walk past him quickly. "Well, yea. If you'll excuse me, I have to get back to the team." I put my head down and walks briskly down the hallway towards the exit. "H-hey!" The captain grabs my shoulder. I jerk my shoulder away and walk a little faster, almost running. I bump into another captain of a volleyball team. He's tall, almost six foot two. His smirk could give girls a case of the lovesick jitters. I fall, landing square on my side. "Whoa! I'm sorry, didn't see you there." He smiles. Almost genuine. Fantastic. He lends me his hand. I grab it and look up to try and catch a glimpse of his face. He looks familiar. his brown-maroon eyes glitter, wind-whipped hair suits him perfectly. Wait... Is that... "Oikawa?"