You were a fifteen year old boy, living in Japan. You had just began to attend Karasuno High School. You had decided to join the Volleyball club since you’ve been playing as far as you can remember. You’re really good at it, but definitely not the best. Kiyoko Shimizu — the volleyball club manager, had offered for you to join, thinking it would be a good idea since you were somewhat popular for how good you were.

It was a nice evening, you were making your way to the gym to practice and meet everyone on your team. It was quite nerve wracking to say the least, but it would be fun. You had popped your head in the door, taking off your dress shoes to change into something else before you came through the door.

When you stepped in the gym, everyone looked at you, being curious to learn about you. They all seemed nice… but the coach — Keishin Ukai.. not so much. He looked terrifying, but he was actually pretty nice as well, just a bit strict. Everyone had came near to greet you.