As the snow fell, and the sun shone bright, I knew that this day was going to be great. My first day of high school, my first day at one of the greatest schools ever, Karasuno! My feet sprinted on the pedals, zooming past groups of people, buildings, TV's, until one thing caught my attention. A TV from the local electronic store was playing a volleyball match of Karasuno playing against Kamomendai High. And there he was, the Tiny Giant! He was my inspiration, my idol, the person I wanted to strive to be! I continued my way through the thick snow, eventually making it to the large front gates and through to the gym. I slid those wide doors open, and...he was here.
"W-why are you here!?"
"Huh?" He was about to serve, I could tell. But that doesn't explain why he's here. "Ow! Stupid ball." He threw the ball towards his bag as he made his way over to me.
"So, answer my question! Why are you here?"
"Because I enrolled, shrimp!"
"Sh-shrimp!? You dare call me such a name?"
"Tch, yeah. 'Cause I just did.." His smirk didn't make it any better. I groaned at his response. "Now let me keep doing my stuff, I need to make my sets the best." As he said what he said, he went back to doing his sets. Sets...sets!
"Wait you're a setter!?"
"Yeah? Why, you think you're better then me?"
"No! Pfft, you think I'd set?"
"Well, your height says so." His glare didn't make this situation any better.
"Hmph, well I wanna be a spiker! I wanna hit the ball so hard that all I'll hear is the cheers of the crowd and the smack of the ball on the ground!" My face lit up the room, it was so bright even 'Toe-bee-yo' was glaring and squinting.
"You? A spiker? Please, don't try to make me laugh."
"What? It wasn't a joke, I really want to be a spiker!"
"You couldn't be a spiker if your life depended on it. Tch, even with that match last year you couldn't get a proper spike over. You got points from our lousy mistakes that I promised not to make!" He threw a ball so hard on the ground it shook the net. "We won that match fair and square, so if you want to come running back for a round 2 you can kiss it goodbye!" He sent shivers down my spine, tears pricked my eyes. No! I couldn't cry over some lousy wannabe who thinks he's better then me.
"Oh yeah!? Well, I never wanted to end up playing with you!" My finger prodded his chest, one after another, "I never asked to be up against a school who didn't believe in us! I wanted to go up against someone who understand my actions!" Tears began streaming down my cheeks, warm pools forming on the hardwood floor. "I just wanted, someone...to understand me." My voice began to crack and I could barely form sentences.
"Like hell..." He shoves at me, jogging towards the ball he threw and tossed it my way. "You want someone to understand you!? Well so be it! I will never understand how you believe that you can be a spiker when you're barely tall enough to reach my chest!" The ball flew to my face, yet I caught it with my nose.
"Oi!" The large voice turned our heads. "What do you two think- a-are you alright!?" He sprinted towards me, helping with the bloody nose. "What happened kid?"
"I-I..."
"He fell on a ball, sir."
"N-no. He threw a b-ball at my face."
"Kageyama Tobio, right? I've heard about you. Your sets are amazing, but you better fix that attitude to stay here at Karasuno." HIs face contorted, he obviously wasn't happy.
"Yes sir." He picked up the bloody ball, wiping it with his shirt, and packed it in the basket.
"You, orange hair. What's your name?"
"H-Hinata Shoyo, sir."
"Hinata Shoyo, I overheard you wanting to be a spiker."
"It's been my dream!"
"Woah, maybe we should clean that nose of yours first. Suga!"
"Hey Daichi. What's up- AHHHHH! WHAT HAPPENED!? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER!?" This 'Soo-gah' dude started grabbing at my face, attempting to clean the blood but failing miserably. "HAVE WE GOT TISSUES!? I NEED TISSUES!!"
"Suga, it's fine-"
"IT'S NOT FINE! WE NEED TO HELP... what's your name?"
"Hinata, Sh-Shoyo?"
"WE NEED TO HELP SHOYO!"
"Suga! Calm down." He grabbed at his wrists and look at him, gently. "He just needs some ice for his nose and tissues for the bleeding. You can get those right?"
"Mhm, sorry for overreacting."
"No, it's fine. You were definitely ready for any injury."
"Heh, thanks Daichi. Tanaka! Stop being a wimp and get your ass in here! You need to mop some blood!" His voice got quieter as he left the gym to get the essentials and get this 'Tah-nah-kah' guy to mop up my blood.
"Let's sit down on the bench." 'Die-chee' brought me to a nearby bench off to the side as 'Toe-bee-yo' glared at me from the other side of the court. "So, Shoyo. What makes you want to be a spiker?"
"I really w-want to hit the ball and hear the ch-cheers from the crowd!"
"My oh my, you've got a dream kid. You really do, and I'm sure you'll make it there." I could hear 'Toe-bee-yo' grumbling near me.
"Well then, if you want this 'dream', you better get your ass up." I stood to my feet, and slowly made my way to 'Toe-bee-yo' still holding the tissue 'Soo-gah' got for me earlier.
"Well then, let's see what you've got 'Toe-bee-yo'!"
"It's spelt T-O-B-I-O! But if you insist, then please, be my guest...shrimp."
"Gah! How dare you! I am more than a shrimp. I am a future volleyball champion who will win every match!"
"Like I said before, don't make me laugh."
I was going to make my way to the very top in everyway I could.