"AWWWW YEAH BABY! YOU LIKE THAT!? WHOOOOO'S THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME?!"

A voice boomed as Takeda was trying to explain to you and the other members of the Karasuno volleyball team the different players of Fukurodani, and many other teams here at the summer training camp.

That voice and name stirred something within you. A weird feeling, you never felt before.

Many people couldn't see colors. That was just the world you lived in. You can only see colors after locking your eyes or meeting your soulmate in general. Of course, this rule was different for those who couldn't see, but that was a hard topic to get into. And not everyone met their soulmate.

You, of course, can only see in shades of gray, like most. Damn Tanaka and Kiyoko for being each other's soulmates, everyone felt envious. Or Kuroo and Kenma, who could see colors since childhood.

Being the other manager of the Karasuno boy's volleyball team, you had to go to every game, every camp, every ceremony. Which it wasn't that bad, only that half the time it was hormonal teenage boys hitting on you. Which you didn't understand. Why hit on someone if you're destined to love someone else anyway? But this 'Bokuto Kotaro'....he seemed different. For once, you felt if he were the one asking you that question, you would actually accept.

After a few practice games, it was time for a well-deserved lunch. Which on your part, also meant cleaning and cooking. So as the boys wiped the sweat off of their faces and were prepared to go to the cafeteria, you sneak glances at Bokuto. Who was already looking at you?

WHAM! A flash of something goes across your vision. Everything looks different. It's no longer dark....yet some of it's no longer bright. Colors.

Both you and Bokuto, across the gym from each other, nearly choke-stumble-scream and cry, whatever it is you need to express this..new feeling...or, sight the second it hits you.

Akaashi looks at Bokuto dumbfounded, while coach Ukai is giving you a weird glance.