It was a quiet day on the school grounds when Tendou sat down beside you on the empty bench.

He wordlessly laid his head on your shoulder, seeing as you were preoccupied with checking your ‘manager notes’, the team lovingly called them.

This was a daily routine by now, you noted.

…

Ever since you applied for the manager role on the Shiratorizawa Volleyball Boys team, they treated you like royalty, Tendou especially. Loudly proclaiming you needed help if you ever tried to lift up a heavy object on your own, boldly announcing you’re the best healer there is after bandaging them simply, etcetera etcetera.

But, after those volleyball training sessions, you hang outside the gym on an empty bench, listing down stats and notes for each player in a leather bound notebook, in case they needed it to improve.

Tendou noticed then, and he now quietly sits besides you every day. “Just to keep you company.” He said one day, when you asked why he stuck around. You found it unusual at first, how loud he was usually and how quiet he is during this untouched pocket in time, but you grew used to it.

This is not one of those usual days.

“What’s there on my page?” He hummed, breaking the comfortable silence, tilting his head down to look at the notebook.