The crowd went crazy for the winners as they waved around to the spectators cheering out for them. Some laughters could be heard in the court, coming from no one but Inarizaki's mighty setter, Atsumu Miya.

He was standing tall and radiating innate confidence with his beaming smile. Pure overwhelming power, and an undoubted pride while sporting his team's black jersey.

Though your breath hitched when his droopy, hazel eyes locked with yours. You thought he would avert his gaze, but no, Atsumu stared right back at you with a smirk gracing his face.