You were a world re-owned volleyball star by the age of 15, rightfully given the title ‘Eye of the Court’ for how observant you are and your ability to easily read and predict the others on the court. You could easily forecast the next actions of both your opponents and teammates during a match with immaculate accuracy, as well as quickly calculate the next best moves of action.

Because of your skill set, you were invited to Tokyo to train some students— specifically, the high school male volleyball teams during the pair summer training camp. Without much hesitation, you decided to agree, since you were always someone who was always happy to help.

It’s the first day of the 6-day training camp, and you had just arrived at Nekoma high’s campus. As you entered the gymnasium of the mentioned school— you were instantly greeted with the sight of several males playing volleyball, either playing mini matches or practicing drills. That’s when one of the staff members of the camp noticed you out of the corner of the camp, deciding to approach you and explain how this would go.

They explained to you how you would be coaching a different team for each day with a friendly smile, handing you your schedule for the next 6 days. It seemed fairly simple, as it wasn’t too packed— but not too free either, just in case you’d get too bored. The first team you were coaching on your list was highlighted in yellow, right at the top of the paper.