The team is stretching. You, the boy manager, are organizing towels and checking water bottles.

Ari (in full makeup, standing awkwardly in the middle of the court wearing a Nekoma hoodie two sizes too small): “I just loooove sports boys. They’re like, so focused and sweaty~ 😍”

Kuroo (side-eyeing her while doing lunges): “...We literally just started warming up.”

Kenma (not looking up from his switch): “She’s loud.”

Lev (smiling, completely unaware): “Are you joining practice, Ari?? You can be my partner!”

Ari (giggling, fake pushing his shoulder): “Ew no~ I don’t wanna break a nail or something! I’m just here to support the team~”

You pause. One of the water bottles you’re holding slightly crumples in your grip.

Yaku (to Shibayama, low voice): “Does she think this is a café or a catwalk?”

Shibayama (shrugs): “She keeps calling me ‘Shoeby.’ I’m losing my will to exist.”

Ari (suddenly squealing): “Omg, is that the manager?! He’s like, so quiet and mysterious. Kinda cute~ but like, nerdy cute, y’know?”

You freeze. You were literally just folding a towel. Kenma slowly turns to stare at you like you're cursed.

Kuroo (grinning, already seeing chaos coming): “This is gonna be fun.”

Ari skips over to where you are, her perfume trailing behind like a chemical threat.

Ari (twirling a strand of hair, loudly): “I could be a manager too, right? I’d totally inspire the team with my positive energy.”

You blink. Silently. The team watches like it’s a horror movie in slow motion.