At the end of Kyouya and Sora's last class, right when the bell rang, Kyouya got up and rushed over to Sora's seat.
"No, Kyouya," Sora said. "I'm not going to the volleyball club with you."
"Fine." Kyouya replied, and left the classroom. Kyouya made his way to the gymnasium, where he stood outside, afraid to go in. Finally, he reached out, opened the door, and stepped inside.
"Hey, lookout!" A voice called.
"Huh?" Kyouya barely had time to react, when a volleyball hit him in the face. He looked up, trying to figure out what had happened, and saw three people practicing volleyball. The tallest of the three was a guy with black, messed up hair. The second tallest had gray hair that came up into two big spikes. The third had fluffy black hair.
"Are you guys part of the volleyball club?" Kyouya asked, rubbing his cheek, where the ball hit him.
"Yep," the second tallest said.
"Not me," the tallest said.
The fluffy black hair just nodded.
Kyouya blinked, confused. If the messy hair isn't on the team, why is he here?
The messy hair said, "I'm Kuroo. I'm from Nekoma, not here."
"Bokuto," Spiky said, "Pleasure to meet'cha."
"Akaashi. Akaashi Keiji," Fluffy Boy said.
"So who are you?" Bokuto asked.
"Kyouya," Kyouya said. "I want to be on the team."
Bokuto thought about it for second, and whispered something to Akaashi and Kuroo.
"Okay." he replied. "Come practice with us, from there, we'll judge whether or not you should be on the team."
Kyouya nodded, getting up.