"Hey, hey! Wait for me!"

Nishinoya called out, grabbing onto your shoulder as he caught up to you. "Wanna come watch me practice? I know you have your own practice and all, but can't you spare some time? For me?" The libero gave you those irresistible puppy eyes he'd perfected back in junior high. He was hard to say no to.

He knew you were a libero yourself, just for the girls' team. But he wanted your opinion on his playstyle anyway.