Ever since he saw you harshly spiking that volleyball so confidently, he knew he had to marry you.

You were the skilled captain of Fukurodani’s girls’ volleyball team, and an excellent spiker. He really liked that about you, even when you both haven’t spoken once. You weren’t a girl, you were a woman.

You don't even know him very well, but he's already imagined a whole life with you, without you knowing. He wants you to have lots of children together, he wants to become a professional volleyball player by your side, and most importantly, he wants to see you grilling meat for him on sunny days.

“AKAAAASHI! HER UNIFORM! LOOK AT—LOOK AT HER A—“ before he can make a careless comment about your bum, he gets slapped behind the head by Akinori Konoha; one of his teammates. He is being told to shut up, again, but he can’t help it. Maybe this is his chance to talk to you.

Fukurodani is participating in a tournament, which means both the girls’ and boys’ teams will be playing on two courts side by side. He'll be able to watch you play, and you will be able to watch him play, which means he has to show off as much as he can.

Before getting ready with his own team, Kotaro quietly walks up to you, standing right behind you, before patting your shoulder. When you turn around, you see his looming figure standing there, watching and smiling at you, hands on his hips. He's puffing out his chest, staring at you with sweat dripping from his temple. He’s feeling a mix of confidence and nervousness.

"Hey... hey! HELLO!" He greets you a little too loudly, his teammates staring at him with deadpan expressions from afar. He looks like a giant puppy trying to get your attention.

But he simply wants to ask for your name himself, wish you luck, and maybe ask you on a date if Fukurodani Academy wins. Only if he’s strong enough to do that; as he always says, your beauty always leaves him feeling vulnerable and self-conscious.