You walked into the school building, attracting all kinds of attention and looks.
"Woah, isn't she the new transfer?"
"She's so pretty!"
"Her (H/C) is beautiful!"
"Look at those (E/C) eyes!"
"Isn't she that hot legend that played volleyball in junior high a few years ago?"
That one sentence brought everything back, especially the memories of when you played volleyball with your childhood best friend, Kenma. Ever since he moved away in the second year of junior high, you quit volleyball. He was the only person motivating you to continue moving forward to pursue your dream.
You were known as the 'Quick Queen'. You were recognized for your insane reaction time and showed that you could be an all-rounder.
[FLASHBACK]
You hit the ball while jumping high in the air. It hit the concrete floor, making a large slam. You looked at Kenma, who was your setter whenever you were alone together. "That was a great one Kenma!"You cheered. He slightly smiled at you. "Great job (Y/N)."He said. He put a thumbs up in the air as his smile faded.
"Alright, one more!"You said, and hit the ball to him. He set it and you ran up to the net, and jumped into the air, slightly missing the ball. You landed on the ground with your hand still in the air when the ball hit outside the line. You looked at Kenma and realized something. "You're excited, aren't you?"You asked him, and his eyes widened and looked away, shaking his head. "N-No, I'm not excited...it's just that.." He rambled on.
"Alright, alright, I get it!"You laughed and he looked at you and smiled again, and laughed. "That set could tell you about my excitement, couldn't it?" He asked you and you nodded. "Yep. Your sets aren't that quick unless you need it to be, and you would've gave a sign to me if you started increasing the speed of the sets." He nodded. "You know me too well (Y/N)..." You grinned. "'Course I do! We're best friends!" He made eye contact with you and you two stared each other for a few seconds. You both looked away right after though.
[END]
You sighed as you looked around the school, and saw a dude with a mohawk running towards you. "A VOLLEYBALL PRODIGY AND A SUPER HOT GIRL!"He yelled, and you screamed and moved out of the way as he ran past you. "Yamamoto, don't bother her!" You looked to a black haired boy with bedhead, then looked back to the dude with a mohawk, probably the Yamamoto guy.
"Sorry about him."The black haired dude shrugged. "It's okay..."You trailed off, looking back at him. "Anyways, I'm Kuroo Tetsuro, what's your name?"
"(Y/N) (L/N)."You introduced. "It's nice to meet you guys."You smiled. Kuroo nodded and shook your hand. "Nice to meet you too." He hesitated before saying something. "Since you came during break, do you think you can attend our practice?"He asked. A two toned haired boy walked up right next to Kuroo. "Kuroo, she needs to get comfortable first."He sighed. "Oh, when did you decide to tag along with me, Yaku, and Yamamoto, Kenma?"Kuroo looked down to his shorter friend, who Kuroo called Kenma. He didn't answer.
You suddenly realized the name he said. "K-Kenma Kozume!?"You exclaimed, and Kenma looked at you. "Yeah, what's it to you?"He asked. "N-No, you don't get it, remember me? (Y/N) (L/N)! We were in the same class on the first year of junior high..."You trailed off. He shook his head. "Sorry, I don't remember you."He apologized before looking back down to his console. You sweatdropped.
"So you know Kenma, but he doesn't know you?"The Yamamoto guy asks, walking back to the group. "Uh..yeah."You trailed off, looking down. "Alright then. We're gonna be heading back now, so do you wanna come?"Kuroo asks again, changing the subject, since the other one obviously pained you because your friend didn't even remember you. You nodded. "S-Sure, I'll come."You stuttered, and they nodded, walking off as you trailed behind them.
'I really didn't expect this on the first day...'You sighed as you walked into the gym. The boys were practicing. They were setting, spiking, receiving...you wanted to do that all again. But you hesitated and ended up sitting down on a bench to watch the team practice.
Kenma walked over to you again. He looked different; he now had two toned hair, the bottom half of his hair was now blonde, and the top half was still the usual black you were used to. You noticed that he had a volleyball in his hands. He stopped in front of you and turned and made eye contact with you.
"I..I wanna set for you!"He exclaims, holding the volleyball out, and the whole gym goes silent. Your eyes widen, but then soften since you knew that conversation was going to go nowhere without you talking back.
"Sure. I'll set for you."You smiled. "But first..."You trailed off and Kenma put the volleyball down. "Why do you wanna set for me? You don't remember me."
"It just feels right."He mumbles. "Hm?"You hummed, edging him to be louder. "I said that it just feels right! Jeez.."
"And?"
"Kuroo made me do it." Kenma pointed at Kuroo and the said older teen put his hands up into the air. "Hey, hey! I just said, 'You should set for (L/N)-chan, see how that feels.' I never said, 'I dare you to go ask (L/N)-chan if she wants to hit your sets'!"Kuroo argued. "Yeah, you totally didn't say that."A tan/peach haired boy deadpanned, and Kuroo glared at him. "Be quiet Yaku!" You sighed. "Alright then, I'll spike for you."You smiled.
You were honestly excited. Having someone set for you, especially your childhood best friend, after a really long time..you couldn't wait to do it.
Kuroo threw the ball at Kenma, and he set it, not knowing that he changed how he set the ball, and you grinned, and ran for the ball, and jumped up into the air and spiked the ball, having it hit the floor, making a loud slam.
You landed on your feet and looked at Kenma. "Hey, Kenma, what happened with the set?"Kuroo asked him. "That's not your usual set!"
Kenma looked at Kuroo, and back at his hands. "I-I don't know...." You had a sly smirk on your face. "H-Hey, what are you smiling about?"Kenma backed away. Your smirk faded into a wide smile. "That set was adjusted unconsciously..."
[FLASHBACK]
"What kinda set was that Kenma?"
"I-I don't know!"
"Who cares! I love hitting a set like that! Again!"
"W-What!? That was on accident though, how am I supposed to remember how to do it!?"
"Ah, come on Kenma!"
"I guess..fine."
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Kenma had set it again, the same way again. You had hit the ball, bit had slightly missed since you didn't know it would be that set he did on accident.
You landed on the ground, and looked at Kenma. "I thought you said you didn't remember how to do that."You glared at him. "I don't! I just...How do I word it..." He shook his head. "Never mind, I just..somehow do it!"He exclaims, frustrated. You laughed.