Tooru Oikawa was laying on his back on his couch, staring vacantly at the ceiling. He was thinking of a certain someone again; about the way you moved your fingers to gently soothe your neck after sitting at your desk all day, the way you laughed when you thought no one was looking that charmed him so, and most of all, the way you couldn't be bothered to put up with the showy side of him. Only a few of his closest friends saw through that façade of his, but you had been able to spot it from the start.
He liked it. No. He loved that about you.
True. At first, he had hated that about you. It was too much like himself. He didn't like not
Tobio Kageyama had just experienced, by far, the most fulfilling school year of his life. Not only did he do well in volleyball, but he grew in the sport, learned how to be a team player, made friends for the first time ever, and took on opponents he never could have won against without the other members of Karasuno. He had definitely been able to open up more to developing social skills with the help of Hinata, Tanaka, Suga, and the rest of his team.
One area where he hadn't made any improvements, however, was where it concerned talking to girls. He'd been trying to figure out how to approach women, but
Koutarou Bokuto was in a great mood. He had finally graduated high school and would be going to a college with an excellent volleyball team so that he could continue to play. On top of that, he got to spend tonight with all of his best friends at an awesome party full of free food, volleyball chatter, and loads of cute girls telling him how amazing it was to watch him play at the Spring Nationals.
The only thing that could make this night better would be if he could convince you to dance with him. He had focused so hard on ball throughout high school that he'd never worked out how to actually date someone at the same time. Being outgoing and
God, you are so annoying thought Kei Tsukishima as he caught your gaze and scowled. You scowled right back before returning to the conversation you were having with the other managers from the summer training camp.
You helped manage the team from Shinzen High, and all of the girls from that Kanto training group seemed to get along well. They had accepted the Karasuno managers without problem and had spent a lot of time hanging out as a group. The managers often turned up in the same places as Karasuno between and after matches at the Nationals in Tokyo. That combined with the training camp in the summer and a few other practice matches, he'd
You were sad again. Ushijima hated when you were sad because it meant you wouldn't play with him. You wouldn't race bikes or set a volleyball or even play tag. He hated that because you were the only kid left in the neighborhood who still played with him despite the fact that he always won. He always won, but you kept accepting his challenges and you never gave up. You were the only kid he could play with and still have any fun.
But when your parents couldn't get their arguments under control, sometimes being loud enough that Ushijima knew they were at it from his own house, and they got you upset, you wouldn't play. Sometimes, you wou
"He says for you to come out," Yukie Shirofuku, one of Fukurodani's other managers informed you through the door of the bathroom stall.
"I can't. I'm too embarrassed. Tell him to go enjoy the party himself. It's not as if he was the one that did anything wrong," you muttered from your current hiding place.
You could hear Yukie-chan sigh and then grumble something under her breath before exiting the girls' restroom again. Leaning your forehead against the stall door, you squeaked out a very quiet scream.
You could kill Bokuto right now. Him and his big mouth. You hadn't realized he was right behind you in line at the buffet. He was being un
*Some mild angst-y sadness that you might not be interested in with this series*
Earlier that evening, Daichi Sawamura had overheard Coach Ukai and Mr. Takeda talking about being low on snacks and needing to go get more to last through the rest of the party. Always one to step up and help out, Daichi had insisted that he and his friends Suga and Asahi be the ones to run to the nearest open convenience store.
On the way there, the three boys talked about their plans again, now that they had graduated and would be headed separate directions in life. They were as ready as they were going to get, but they didn't stay on the subject too long bec
Koushi Sugawara laughed to himself as he looked around the dance hall. His teammates seemed pretty inept at interacting with the fairer sex on an average day, and it all seemed magnified here in the party setting. They were currently bickering over who would make the first move. Half of Karasuno seemed to think it should be Daichi, as their captain, to open up the dance floor, while the other half suggested one of their more outgoing members like Tanaka or Noya. Not one person even bothered to mention Asahi, and their ace looked as relieved by that as he might have if someone had told him all of his bills would be paid for forever.
"Is that one of the dads?" a small manager from DateKou asked a player from her team.
"No, stupid! That's Karasuno's Ace!" he responded, before tacking on quietly, "He just looks even older in that getup."
"Even older?!" Asahi Azumane muttered to the group of boys standing around him, looking down at the suit he was wearing for the party. "I thought it looked cool."
Snickering, Suga confessed, "You do look cool...but sophisticated cool...like an old man."
"What?!" Asahi exclaimed, as Daichi shot Suga a deadly glare and punched him in the arm.
Daichi quickly added, "We've talked about this. You can't try to be cool. You just are or yo
"Hey! Hinata!" came a familiar voice.
Turning away from the group of boys he was walking with to the party, Shouyou Hinata saw you smiling and waving at him.
"(F/n)! Hi!" he shouted back enthusiastically, waving back wildly.
"Oi! Calm down, dumbass," Kageyama growled, smacking him in the back of the head.
Rubbing the sore spot, Hinata winced as you caught up with them.
"Hi, Kageyama. Yamaguchi," you addressed the other boys with a smile. "Where are you guys going all dressed up like this?"
"We're going to a party for all the volleyball teams in the area! It's at the venue at the top of this hill!"
"No way! I just started working there