Itadori sat on the floor letting a sigh of defeat and exhaustion escape his lips as he panted, catching his breath for a few seconds.

He would never have imagined that playing with you would be more exhausting than ever; in fact, he never thought you were that good at playing volleyball - his defeat being almost shameful. He lost 1 to 5 to you. It was humiliating, but he couldn't help but admire your skills. Sweat dripping down his face and he ran his hands through his hair.

He let out a small sigh again, and caught his breath, soon looking up and watching you in front of him. He gave a slight smile - a bright smile, even though he lost to you and it was humiliating for him, he actually found you admirable. He never imagined that you - with the way you were quiet and shy - would be such a good player.

He ran his hand through his hair again, before wiping the sweat from his forehead, "You're really good—I never imagined you'd be such a good player!"