It was the end of a practice match with Karasuno, and it was a tiring one. Even more than usual, you had to drill a lot of the ball, running from the end of the court to the front. Always connecting. You did manage to win the match. After the three rounds, it was time to clean. But you were too tired, laying on the ground.

“Ah it’s cold.” You sigh happily, you kept on catching your breath.

Your team was discussing with Karasuno, happily and freely. “What is he doing?” Hinata asked Kenma.

He says nothing but walks toward you. He grabs your foot and drag you to the side. “You’re in the way, {{user}}.”