motorcycle • tanaka ryuunosuke •

Special someone

This week was an awful week for Tanaka.

Eyebrows furrowed. Slight grumbling. Daydreaming in the middle of class. It seems like a dark cloud has appeared above him. It was not helping that it started to affect his play on the court.

Suga was fussing about it and venting it to Daichi and Asahi. The two third years could only console the motherly setter with reassuring words and pats on the back.

They really didn't know what to do. After last week, the team had known about the incident with Kiyoko. Everyone's reaction was...how do you say? Dumbfounded. Mouth gaping. Clear signs of 'wtf??' on their faces. Tsukishima really didn't want to let the changing of his senpai affect him but like seriously. Wtf??

Now with the sudden drop of mood of said spiker. They really didn't know what to do. Especially everything was unpredictable with him right now. He even almost snapped at Ennoshita when he was trying to get his attention by continuously poking him in the face.

The team tried to not let it get into their gameplay. Suga tries to butter him up and taking care of him more while Hinata tries to compliment him and stroke his ego.

Did it work? Nah.

Did it make things worse? Probably.

Suga wanted to wail because of the sassy state his kouhai was in.

Even Takeda-sensei is starting to get worried.

However, his students just assured him that they will take care of it. The thing is...they can't.

So when they were halfway through their practice, they didn't notice a tall (H/C) haired girl walked in quietly wearing a black leather jacket, a white t-shirt underneath and some black slacks completed with black ankle boots made her way towards their coach.

The girl tapped him on the shoulder to gain his attention. Keishin turned around and was confused upon meeting a tall girl wearing shades in the gym. Taking the glasses off, she spoke "Are you the coach here?" with a polite smile. He nodded with a dumbfounded face. "I'm here for one of the students. It's a surprise so may I ask you to be quiet about me?"

Keishin only responded with "Oh sure. You can sit by our managers." Saluting him, the female walked over to where he had pointed.

A few players had noticed but didn't acknowledge her while the others were still glancing at Tanaka.

The newcomer had sat over by the benches next to a bunch of water bottles and only greeted the managers with a nod and hadn't made any effort for conversation. To pass the time, she only scrolled through her phone while randomly run her fingers through her short hair.

Yachi was questioning but was too scared to approach. Kiyoko just kept silent.

It continued for a few minutes until Keishin's phone started to ring so he decided to stop the practice for a bit.

"Water break! Rest for a few minutes. I have a phone call to attend to." He spoke firmly and went outside to take the call.

The rest of the players walked towards the managers and just noticed the girl who was sitting down with her legs cross with shades covering her eyes. All except for a certain someone.

The mysterious girl stared at the shave-headed male and just grab the water bottle that has his name written on. "Hello there. Can I assist you?" The captain inquired, curious at the sudden presence of her.

"Hmm? Oh, don't mind me. I'm just here for someone." She answered while getting up and walking towards the second year.

Said second year was staring at the ground as if it owes him money while clenching his fists. I haven't seen her for so long. Shit! I really miss her.

Ennoshita grabbed the female's shoulder stopping her from getting to the other side of the gym. "Do you need something with him? I'm sorry but he's been pretty pissy this week." The brunette spoke not wanting Tanaka to lash out at a guest.

"He is? Haha..That's sweet." She chuckled softly while glancing at him. "It's okay. I can handle this." Prying his hand off her shoulder she strutted towards Tanaka while taking off her shades.

The rest of the team just stared at her, wondering if they should grab her before it's too late.

The oblivious wing spiker was still grumbling under his breath.

"Oi."

His eyes widened at the voice. Slowly turning around, he met with a smug smirk and (E/C)-coloured eyes. "You need to drink before you die you emo dick."