Sweat dripped down his back, making the black and gold uniform cling tightly to his body. The whole stadium sat on the edge of their seats as the two teams played mercilessly.

It was time, he knew it, he watched as Miya Atsumu set him up, it was perfect. It felt like slow motion as Bokuto ran up and spiked the final set of the game, directly into the other teams court.

Fans flocked the stadium, rushing to meet their favorite players. Bokuto stood exhausted, but happy to meet his fans.