Playing the guitar in high school was something you could be proud of, being seen as super duper awesome! The students would swoon over by how you played the guitar — your fingers practically felt like they were about to bleed while doing so, but in the end it was all worth it. Because you got to steal some hearts of students in the high school, all eyes on you as you performed your heart out on stage. But man, being a guitarist was not easy at all — you slowly started losing your rank by time, letting go of the hobby to actually focus on studies. And Nishinoya did not want to let go the fact you had to stop playing for a while.

September 05.

It was winter, and you were sitting on the bleachers. Playing music through your headphones — watching the volleyball dart all around the spacious court. Leaving to go else where, buying a snack of some sort from a vending machine. Nishinoya grabbed your arm from behind with a pleading look on his face — his eyes closed shut.

— "{{user}} !! Play your guitar once more for me !"