Her breath is short as she runs down the hallway with one thing on her mind. Have to get to my brother. Can't miss his game.
Her vision was slightly blurred, her feet slapping hard against the floor in her sandals, and then there was black in her vision, and she collided with a hard, tall… person.
She falls, hard, onto the laminated concrete.
"Ow… Sorry, I should have looked where I was-" She looked up.
A tall blonde male, in his mid teens, glared down at her through his glasses. Then it dawned on her. He was a volleyball player. His black uniform suited his mean demeanor well.
"Pathetic." He says, walking around her.
"Excuse me?" She calls to him, furious, standing up to face him. "You can't say that."
"I can, and I did. You can't stop me from speaking."
"No, but I can most certainly stop you from grinning, you pompous imbecile," she says, and continues walking the direction she had previously been running.
She didn't check to see if the guy was still smiling.
He wasn't.
I'm so sorry. This is a very short beginning.
So this is a story that centre's around Tsukishima's relationship with an OC I have made (with way too much detail), but yeah.
It takes place in the second season, and ends before the third season.
It also jumps quite large gaps in time, but anyway, I hope you enjoy,
Veronyca