~Back In The Game~

~Chapter Eighteen~

-Last Time-

-On your walk home-

"Hey, (Y/N)!" You turn to see Hinata, Kageyama, and Tanaka walking behind you.

"What's up?" You ask, stopping to look at them.

"Want to go get meat buns with us?" Hinata asks as they approach you.

"Sure."

"Awesome! Let's go!" You chuckle and start walking with them.

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-At the Store-

"Meat buns? Nope! The soccer team got the last of 'em a few minutes ago. No more for today." The shopkeeper with blonde hair, which is clearly dyed, and two piercings on his left ear says. Hinata and Tanaka whine and complain while you and Kageyama stand behind them quietly.

"Shaddup!! You guys buy 'em out all the time! Let someone else have some! Now go home and eat real food!" He yells. The boys start walking away with their stomachs growling before the man shouts. "Okay, Okay! Here!" This causes them to turn around to see protein bars being thrown at them. Tanaka catches his in his mouth, Hinata's hits him in the head, and Kageyama catches his normally. You roll your eyes and think, 'Of course, Kageyama is the only one who catches it normally.'

"Here." The man says holding one out for you.

"Oh. Thank you." You say as you walk up to him to take the protein bar.

"You look familiar. Do I know you?" 'SH!T'

"I-I don't think so..." He looks at you for a second longer before addressing all of you.

"Eat those. Now go home and have your parents cook you real food!"

"Thank you, sir!" You all say before the phone rings.

"Yeah, Yeah." He says answering the phone as you all walk out.

You continue on your way and after a while, you begin to zone out as you remember a part of your past.

-Flashback-

"(Y/N), you ready?" An older man asks.

"Yup!" A young you responds happily. You begin running while watching the man. You bend your knees and jump while swinging your arm back. You focus on your target and swing your arm forward, expecting to hear a 'smack', but it never comes. You land and look at your target on the ground. "Dang it!" You exclaim frustratedly. "Why can't I hit it?! W-Why do I suck...?" Tears start to roll down your cheeks and fall to the ground.

"(Y/N)..." The man says softly with a hand on your head. You look up at him and he smiles at you. "It's okay if you don't get it the first time, the second time, or seven the hundredth time, no one can do it every time. That's why people practice, to get better. That's why you practice, right? To get better?" You nod. "Why don't you come with me to my practice? You can watch up close."

"O-Okay." You say sniffling.

"Alright then. Let's call your parents to let them know we're going on a field trip."

"Yay! Field trip!" You exclaim as the man chuckles.

-At the Practice-

"Everyone, this is (Y/N). She'll be watching us today so behave."

"Hai!" They yell. You watch in awe. The man swears he can see stars in your eyes. He suddenly feels a tug on his sleeve. He looks down at you and hums to show he's listening.