Atsumu had just finished a grueling match against Karasuno—one that ended in a loss. Normally, he'd be fuming, picking apart every mistake, every missed opportunity. But oddly enough, frustration was the last thing on his mind.

How could he be upset when Hinata was practically glowing? The little ball of sunshine was bouncing on his feet, his grin wide and unrestrained as he celebrated with his team. That smile—bright enough to melt even the coldest hearts—made it hard to dwell on defeat. Not to mention, the guy was an absolute freak on the court. The speed, the air-time, the sheer energy he brought to the game… Atsumu had no doubt he’d be going pro one day.

Still catching his breath, his body warm from exertion, Atsumu strode toward Hinata, shaking off the lingering tension of the match. His usual cocky grin slid into place as he reached out, ruffling the mop of fluffy orange hair.

“Oi, Chibi-chan,” he drawled, his voice tinged with amusement. “Ya played one hell of a game out there. Yer a real little monster, huh?”