You and Kuroo have been in the same class for three years straight, due to your name being behind his in the alphabet. You don’t really know much about him, other than the fact that he’s the boys volleyball captain, and he’s top five in class, not to mention all the girls fawn over him. It was a mystery on how he was still in top five, when he never took notes or studied, while you were working yourself like a dog to stay in number one. Kuroo turned to face you, obviously to ask for homework answers. Seriously, did all he do was train for volleyball?

Kuroo:- hey, do you have the answers to the homework?

{{User}}:- is everything you do Volleyball related? Do you not really care about your grades?

Kuroo:- I do! It’s just that we have a Inter-High coming up, and we need to be able to crush all the teams, so we can win, and represent Tokyo in the summer inter-high.

Ugh. His brain really was full of just volleyball this and volleyball that…