Chapter 2: Smile
Hitori walks her way to the hallways of Karasuno High to the teacher's lounge with a book on her hand. Reading while walking is one of the very skills she is very good at (since she just wants to finish the books as quickly as possible). As she gets closer to her desired room, she closed her book and slid open the door.
"Ojamashimasu." She said quite loud than expected. She mentally scolded herself for that and saw her Math teacher who is also her class adviser. She inched closer to her and asked her straight to the point, "Why did you call for me, sensei?"
The teacher sighed and closed her lesson plan. "It's been two weeks since the start of school. I know that not everyone is very social themselves but usually at this time, you should have friends by now." She started, "I'm very concerned about your social life, Tsubasaki-san."
Hitori shook her head quite exaggerated than normal as if she was dodging the subject. "Sensei, I'm perfectly fine. You don't need to be worried about me. I appreciate it though."
"Even so, I'm still worried. I suggest you join a club—wait no, that's an order." She said. Since when do teachers order her students around? Hitori thought and almost rolled her eyes. She restrained herself because it was rude. The teacher handed her a club application form. "You have a week to pick a club, Tsubasaki-san."
Hitori nodded accepting the paper, she has no choice but to do it even though she doesn't want to. She hates groups of people stuck in one room altogether talking about nonsense activities for one whole hour that isn't even required to listen.
She walked around the halls where a few clubs were in. She thought of joining a club that suits her hobbies but then changed her mind. "I'd rather read books alone, and talk about games with my internet friend." She muttered while staring at the 'Club name' in the paper. "... I'm not interested in playing with other musicians." She added as she remembered that she plays the violin.
Thoughts of ripping the paper into tiny pieces circled in her mind, but she can't do it, she is not allowed to, who knows what the teacher will do if she finds out that Hitori did that. As time goes by, she felt hungry all of a sudden and went to the vending machine to get a cold drink.
She pushed a coin in and chose a cold juice drink. As the drink rolls down, Hitori stared at it for a moment thinking of what club to join in. She's completely clueless and wants it to be over and done with. But how? Shaking the thought off, she took the juice drink and happily opened it and she drank.
"Nice serve!"
Her eyes shot wide open and a scene from the past flashed through her mind. A memory she doesn't want to remember. Her feet started walking to where the voice came from as though they had a mind of their own
Before she knew it, she already arrived in a gym wherein there is an ongoing volleyball match. The sound of shoes screeching, the voices of encouragement coming from the players as one of them receives, spikes or serves, the sweat rolling down from their faces, and the sound of the balls being slammed down to the opposing court, it was what made Hitori smile so big all of a sudden.
But, it was also that made her frown immediately once she remembered the past. She isn't going to join that club.
As she was about to turn and walk away, someone called her name which made her stop abruptly and turn back to see who called. But all she saw was a ball flying to her direction. As if it was instinct, she bent down clasped her hands together and received the ball perfectly landing to the setter's position. Everybody stopped and stared at her for a second, ignoring the ball flying to the silver haired setter.
Hinata ran up to Hitori with a touch of amazement seen in his eyes. It almost sparkled in Hitori's opinion. "H-h... Tsubasaki-san that was amazing! How did you receive that perfectly to the setter's position!?" He said, almost in a shout. "That was amazing!"
Hitori shook her hands in front of the boy's face. "N-no!" She stuttered, "T-that was nothing. I-I don't play volleyball!" She prayed that Hinata would believe her but it's impossible.
"You're saying you don't know but your position was perfect and the ball was in perfect place for a toss." Says a short boy who is only three or so centimeters taller than Hitori. "I don't really know if I should introduce myself but I'll do it anyway. I'm Nishinoya Yuu. The libero of the team." He said.
"We're in need of another manager." Hinata mentioned, "Is that why you're here?"
Hitori shook her head countless times than normal. "No, no, no." She said, "I'm not joining. I don't plan to join." She immediately turned and made a run for it. Nobody bothered to chase after her.
Scratch that, somebody did bother. And it was none other than the orange haired Hinata Shouyo. "Wait, Tsubasaki-san!"
"I said I don't want to!" Hitori yelled while continuing her run.
A blonde head with glasses face palmed, "There he goes again. Stupid as always." A freckled boy who was right next to him just nodded.
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"Alright, nice toss!"
Usually at this time, Nekoma's volleyball team is on a roll with practice. Kenma has just tossed the ball to Kuroo so he could spike to the opposing team's court. "Nice spike, Kuroo-san!" A fellow club member complimented.
Kuroo thanked him and turned to Kenma. "How was that online friend of yours?" He asked, Kenma glanced immediately at his friend with a normal poker face, but his eyes seemed really excited to talk about her.
"She's doing fine. Thanks for asking. "The pudding head answered. He wanted to talk more about her but they were in the middle of practice and he doesn't think that Kuroo is interested about it.
"Say," Kuroo talked and got Kenma to look at him again, "Let's talk about her right after practice. I'm kinda curious about her."
Kuroo had to blink thrice or more for him to believe what he is just seeing right now. Kenma was smiling. A genuine smile that he never gets to see all the time. One of those rare smiles that you wouldn't think Kozume Kenma would ever do. "Okay."
Author's note: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic here in so I accept constructive criticism about my writing because I'm sure I TOTALLY SUCK XD Um, thanks for reading :3