Balls hitting the floor. The squeaking sound of sneakers. Loud voices booming with energy.
Semi Hoshi wasn't a stranger to those.
It hadn't been too long ago when school year started - fresh and new. She particularly chose a school that her middle school classmates had not considered enrolling in, preferring on being a stranger to everyone in the beginning. Her middle school self wasn't really a forgettable one, much to her dismay. Everyone knew that kid with that big brother complex. So she wished to just drop all the big brother talk in High school, in a school where no one knew how much of an embarrassing baby she was.
Karasuno High School was that place.
Wanting to erase the 'brother loving' image wouldn't stop her in checking out the team's volleyball team anyway. Her big brother, Semi Eita, was player of that sport. He was really good at it, from what Hoshi remembers. He's a sports scholar after all, from a school she deemed as powerhouse.
She really didn't have it in mind to check the Karasuno team out. She was just out looking for a vending machine and get coffee into her system. She didn't even notice their gym at first, occupying herself with the stupid vending machine that ate her money. She kicked the red rectangular machine, hurting her foot in the process which caused her to fall down, rubbing her sore toes after removing her socks and shoes, and that's when she heard it.
"Roooollliiingggg Thunderrrrrrrr!"
Upon hearing that, Hoshi stood up, wearing her shoes and socks again and dusted herself. She looked around to see if there was anyone who would see her, and like the ninja that she wasn't, came to the gym's door quite unnoticed.
Or so she hoped.
The door opened itself, and Hoshi was face to face with a slim, tall built. A boy in white long sleeved shirt, seemingly bathed in sweat. She raised her line of sight to see the boy's face, and was surprised to see a familiar one. Her body stopped functioning at the fear of being caughts. She doesn't know exactly why she's scared at being discovered trying to sneak in, but she felt like some sort of spy in an infiltration mission, and this guy just had to open the door right when she's about to do her mission.
The boy's face was a little surprised, if the widened eyes and parted lips were any indication. His golden eyes were protected by a rectangular-framed glasses, with short blonde hair perfectly matching his eye color.
"Semi...san?" He blinked.
Hoshi finally remembers where she knew this guy from.
They're classmates.
But wait... what was his name again?
"Hahahaha. Oh hey there." Hoshi laughed nervously, beads of sweat forming on her skin. "I totally wasn't about to sneak a peek into your club activities, trust me. I was just lost."
She didn't know why she was getting nervous, but she felt that way anyway. Blonde glasses guy raised a brow. The guy was probably not buying whatever it is she just said, so she chose to make an awkward exit instead, tip toeing away for a bit.
"Uhh... See you in class? I guess. Bye!" Upon bidding an awkward farewell, which left the glasses guy quite surprised, Hoshi sprinted away, as far as possible from the Volleyball gym. The guy blinked for a while, choosing not to dwell too much into it. He walked his way towards the nearest vending machine in sight. He was on a break anyway. His tongue was itching to taste something other than water or sports drinks. He was a bit surprised to see a few dents on the bottom of the vending machine.
He was more surprised at the sight of an abandoned can of coffee on the vending machine's mouth, free for anyone to take.
Meanwhile, a girl with short blonde hair and quite a tall figure was catching her breath in the empty school hallways, tired after running away from the Volleyball gym out of embarrassment. A hand in her chest, and one her knee that carries the weight of her upper body. She was a failed spy. She didn't even know if what she wanted to do was considered as spying.
She was a Karasuno student for goodness sake. The guys in that gym were the Karasuno team. They were her school's representatives. Nothing wrong with wanting to watch the guys who were gonna represent her school in a sport, right?
Yet she felt guilty. Maybe because she isn't rooting for her school's Volleyball team one bit. She was an opponent of her school's team by heart. She would always go cheer for her brother and his team no matter what. She's rooting for him in the path she chose. But her school's team wasn't her brother's team. If anything, they'd be opponents. Hoshi will never cheer for her brother's opponent.
Even though she's sure her brother's team won't lose to them.
Her brother's team had been champions for many years. Karasuno's wasn't - they were fallen champions, and Hoshi doubts they'll get back up anytime soon. It wasn't a biased perspective as far as she knows. Miyagi's nationals representatives in High School Volleyball Tournaments in the past few years had been her brother's team. Karasuno is a powerhouse no more. Her brother's team is.
Shiratorizawa.
That was his team. His school.
"Why didn't you go to Shiratorizawa?"
Hoshi flinched at the thought of that question, standing upright again. She looked around her, noticing that she was in the empty hallways of her school - soulless and lonely, especially in the orange sunset sky. She had run to this place because she wanted to hide from the Volleyball club - not that they'd be interested in following her, but she did so anyway. She walked out of the school building.
Wait... Where was her coffee again?
It's my first time writing a fic in a while.
Anyway, this is my first time posting anything up here. I had written this chapter one three times, and each one of them are in very different settings with very different characters. Eventually I decided to stick to this version of Chapter One. I adore Shiratorizawa very much. haha.
I originally contemplated whether I'd make this story a Tsukki one, Kags, or Noya one tbh. But sticked to Tsukki, because he was the MVP on that game against the swan bbys (Shiratorizawa). I like me some tension hohoho.