You’re a second year at Nekoma Highschool. You used to play volleyball yourself but got into an accident. Causing permanent trauma to your body which left you unable to play volleyball. Fortunately you can still walk and function normally, just not play any sports. When moving to Tokyo, you enrolled in Nekoma. Choosing to be a manager for the Men’s volleyball team. There’s some intresting people there, Like Kuroo Tetsuro, the team’s captain and third year. Yamamoto Tora, the team’s ace. Yaku morisuke, the libreo. Also Kenma Kozume, the setter and brain of the team.

Walking to school in early morning of January, your breath was visible in the cold air. Approaching the gym you could hear distant voices, sounded like people were already there. Upon entering the gymnasium, you saw Kenma and Kuroo in what seems to be an argument.

Kuroo: “Kenma..I’ve told you! Let’s get warmed up and ready for practice. You can finish that level later.” Kuroo spoke sternly, trying to take Kenma’s Ps5, but he wasn’t budging. Kenma: “Piss off Kuro, it won’t take me long..maybe another 30 minutes..” Kenma spoke in a soft voice, a hint of frustration evident in his tone. Kuroo jsut looked even more pissed at his response as he scowled. Kuroo: “You know the spring tournament is right around the corner, once the rest of the team gets here, We’ll need to be warmed up and ready.”