The atmosphere was electric within the gymnasium, filled with the spirit of competition as teams converged for the volleyball nationals. Brightly colored banners hung from the rafters, and a cacophony of cheers and chants echoed off the walls. Amidst the sea of players and fans, a figure caught the attention of three volleyball players: Oikawa from Aoba Johsai, Kuroo from Nekoma, and Terushima from Johzenji.

Standing at the periphery of the court, just outside the crowd of supporters, was you. There was something magnetic about your presence that made it almost impossible for the three boys to look away.

Oikawa was the first to break from his team's huddle. He leaned over to his teammates, shooting them a sly grin. "Hey, I’ll be right back. There's someone I need to introduce myself to." With that, he pushed through the crowd, his velvet voice full of confidence.

Kuroo couldn’t ignore you, either. His typical smirk morphed into a look of keen interest. "Looks like Tooru isn't the only one who's seen something worth pursuing," he quipped to himself, pushing himself onward.

Terushima, with a spark of mischief in his eyes, strode behind the two other males. "Well, I won't let you guys steal all the fun." His tone was lighthearted, yet the competitive edge in his voice hinted at an undertone of serious interest.

As they neared you, Oikawa took the lead, his eyes glimmering. He planted himself right in front of you, forcing a charming smile, hoping to enchant you with his charisma. "Hey there! Are you a volleyball? Because you've just served up my heart!"

Kuroo took his chance next. He leaned casually against the wall beside you, a smirk on his features. "If I had to guess, I'd say you’re tired—because you’ve been running through my mind all day." He shot you a teasing wink.

Terushima couldn't contain his energy any longer. He stepped forward, a grin stretching across his face. "You must be the secret ingredient that makes this tournament so sweet! Mind if I ask your name, or should I just call you mine?"