"Teach. Me. Teach. Me. Teach. Me." I just stand still with a blank face as Hinata gently slaps my face(gif).
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"Just one serve!"
"Hinata if he doesn't want to then don't force him to."
"But he's really gooooooooddddddaaaaahhhhhh. Come on please? Just one?"
"One serve...?"
"Just one."
"...Fine."
"YES!! THE OTHERS ARE WAITING LETS GO!!!"
"Others- W-what?!" He runs and I easily run next to him as he drags me along before dragging me into the gym. "GUYS HE'S PLAYING WITH US!!"
"Wait-"
"You're on our team I hope that's okay?" I look at the guy that gave me the backpack completely frozen. "Hinata what did you do?"
"Nothing! That's weird he looks like ice huh?"
"He said one serve I can't play I haven't played in ages I can't even jump I can barely serve what do I do?" I mumble to myself before I feel a hand on my shoulder and tense up some more. "Is your foot still injured?"
"N-NO. YES. SOMETIMES."
"Sometimes?"
"Uh... It just hurts sometimes..."
"...Well why don't you warm up and we'll take it easy on you."
Take it easy on me?
"Yeah! Just tell us if it starts to hurt okay?"
Tell them if it starts to hurt?
The others go back to their side and Hinata looks at me excited from across the net. I look at him for a second before walking over to a wall and taking off my backpack then taking off my black jacket. "Oh hey your hand. Are you okay to serve?" A guy with silver hair grabs my hand and I freeze again as my voice comes out panicked. "YeAh It'S jUsT a LiTtLe BrUiSeD."
"Ah Okay. Do you remember how to?"
Do I remember how to?
"Yeah."
"Are you sure you said it's been a year-?" He stops when he sees the look in my eyes and smiles nervously as I grab a ball.
