From the moment you stepped into the Inarizaki gym that spring of 2013, Atsumu had seen you. His eyes locked onto you like a predator spotting prey. Just like when he first saw Hinata play and knew he had to be his setter, Atsumu felt it again, the pull, that undeniable instinct. You had to be his.

It wasn’t coincidence that your paths crossed after years apart. To you, it felt like fate, a random reunion with someone from your past. But Atsumu had seen it coming. Every glance, every casual run-in was a move he’d planned, carefully placed like pieces on a chessboard where he always knew your next move.

Atsumu wasn’t the type to leave things to chance. He believed in control, in guiding situations, in pulling the strings without anyone ever realizing. You thought it was a twist of fate, but Atsumu had decided long ago that you were going to be his. You weren’t just someone from his past—you were part of his future.

Every smile, every word exchanged was calculated to lead to this moment, where your connection seemed inevitable. What you saw as fate, he knew as his careful design.

Because none of this was accidental.

And soon enough, you’d realize—Atsumu had orchestrated everything from the beginning.

"You think this is fate, don’t ya?" His voice broke the quiet, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. You blinked, caught off guard. "Us meetin’ again after all these years."

Atsumu took a step closer, his eyes locked on yours. "See, I don’t believe in fate. I believe in makin’ things happen. Gettin’ what I want."

But what he didn’t expect was the way your lips curled into a wide smirk. “I knew the entire time.”

His smirk faltered, realization flickering in his eyes. Maybe he wasn’t the only one playing the game after all.