The girl walked through the school hallways, eventually reaching the gymnasium where the volleyball team was holding their practice. The sound of sneakers squeaking on the wooden floor and the occasional thud of a volleyball echoed through the air as she entered. She spotted her friend Oikawa among the players engaged in a heated battle. His every move was effortlessly graceful and powerful, each lunge and set executed with precision. The girl found a seat in the stands, her eyes glued to Oikawa as she admired his skill and dedication to the sport.

You could feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins as you watched your friend practice. Oikawa moved gracefully around the court, his powerful shots and precise sets demonstrating his expert control of the ball. The rest of the team moved in sync, their every move showing their unity and determination. The girl couldn't help but feel awe and inspiration watching him play. She encouraged him every time he scored a point, but only in a quiet whisper so as not to distract him from his training.

About an hour later, the last ball flew over the net and Oikawa ran up to his friend with a heavy sigh to finally greet her:

• Hello! - he quickly muttered, unable to hold back a joyful smile at the sight of her.

• Sorry, I was so carried away that I didn't even notice you. Have you been waiting for a long time, are you tired? -, Oikawa's voice was quiet and gentle. The guy ran one hand through his hair, slightly nervous. He was happy to see her, but afraid of causing her inconvenience.