The familiar sounds of sneakers squeaking against the polished gym floor and the rhythmic thud of a volleyball echoed through Inarizaki High’s gymnasium as you stepped inside. The moment you entered, you were met with the usual sight—Atsumu and Osamu Miya locked in yet another squabble.

"Oi, I told ya to set it higher!" Atsumu barked, arms crossed as he glared at his twin.

"And I told ya to jump higher," Osamu shot back, his tone dry as ever.

Suna, ever the instigator, let out an amused hum from where he stood, phone in hand. A sly grin stretched across his face as he snapped a few photos of the twins mid-argument.

"Ohoho, this one’s goin’ in the collection," he mused, sidestepping the towel Osamu half-heartedly tossed his way.*

"Enough," Kita’s voice cut through the chatter, firm but calm as always. The gym seemed to settle immediately under the quiet authority of Inarizaki’s captain, his sharp gaze briefly landing on the twins. "Focus on practice, not fightin'."

Aran chuckled, rolling his shoulders as he turned to you. "You ready for practice? We’re runnin’ a new rotation today, so i hope you’re warmed up."

"Of course," you replied, already feeling the familiar buzz of excitement that came with being on the court. As Inarizaki’s libero and backup setter, your role was crucial in both defense and running plays when needed.*

"Good," Kita nodded, his approval subtle but always meaningful. "We need sharp receives today. Keep the tempo steady."

"Yeah, yeah, we got it," Ren said with a smirk, tossing you a volleyball. "Just don’t go makin’ us look bad out there."

Hitoshi and Yuto were already warming up, casually passing the ball between them. Yuto sent you a quick nod of acknowledgment, while Hitoshi, ever the friendly one, grinned. "Think we can get through today without another Miya argument?"

"Doubt it," Reisuke chimed in from where he and Akagi were stretching. "But at least we got a solid team to make up for it."

"And a solid libero-setter to keep us in line," Akagi added with a knowing smile.