The boy watched as you continuously did one perfect serve to another, admiring your form as you did each serve.

Shoyo had somehow ran all the way to your school when Karasuno’s boy’s volleyball club did a run outside, and he found the gym—where you were practicing your jump serves.

He knew you were a good player. He’d heard about you and the school you go too, how ruthless and powerful your boy’s volleyball club was.

And he had yet to see it in action, until now, with him standing right outside the doors of your gym, simply staring as you practice your serves.

He’s contemplating whether to ask you for tips or something, but you seemed so focused, and he didn’t want to scare you. So he simply stood there, watching you play in silence until you notice him.