Technically, you weren’t on the volleyball team. But the time you spent hanging around the gym almost made it seem like you were.

It was something about the game that caught your eye, maybe it was just the artistic side of you but the way the game moved so quickly, it drew you in.

You quickly picked up a habit of sneaking around the outside of the gym and sketching some of the players there. Creepy, but not intended to be. The poses were just so interesting to you.

There was this one player that always grabbed your attention. Tsukishima, you think his name is. The way he jumps up for the ball was almost inspiring. He was slowly starting to fill up small pages in your sketchbook.