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"Did you hear?"
"She's in the batch of exchange students this year right?"
"She?"
"You know, her!"
Quiet whispers slithered along the hallways, almost drowned out by excited chatter and shouts of students celebrating the end of lessons for the day. Some loitered around the classrooms, others around the corridors, gossiping and giggling about the latest in news. It was usually hard to pick out a single conversation out of so many, but today it seemed as though everyone was talking about the same thing.
"Did you see the online update?"
"She's coming to our school for the exchange programme this year right?"
The ceaseless buzzing of the students was all but noise for Kageyama though. He didn't like to involve himself with the meaningless gossip that the other students liked to engage in, unless it concerned volleyball of course. He tried to entertain some of his classmates' attempts to make small talk with him, but eventually he excused himself. Picking up his bag he exited the classroom wordlessly and quickly made his way hastily to the gym behind the school.
"One, two, three, four…"
Sounds of the club members already in the midst of their stretching greeted him as he slid open the gym door and made his way in. He was late – Because of all that gossip that caught him up earlier.
"Bakageyama!" an all too familiar voice yelled. A blur of orange screeched to a stop a little way from him, an accusing finger pointed directly at his face. "You're late!"
"What can you do? The king comes and goes as he pleases," a tall blond at the end of the court sighed mockingly as he shrugged.
Kageyama twitched as he saw a smirk spreading across the other's face, though he shouldn't have expected anything else of Tsukkishima. The bastard had a rather irritating hobby of pushing everyone's buttons, but Kageyama wasn't about to let the other get to him. He shot the blond a quick glare before settling on the wooden gym floor and retying his shoe laces. "I got trapped by some gossipers before I could leave the classroom," he frowned, "something about an exchange programme."
"Ah, you mean Hamasaki Mika?" Yachi asked as she walked past with a trolley of volleyballs.
"Hamasaki… Mika?" a few members resounded questioningly.
"Eh… She's a popular school idol I think," the blonde girl paused in her duties for a moment to glance upwards in thought. "There's rumors flying all around school that she's participating in the upcoming exchange programme with Nekoma High, though it's unconfirmed."
"Heeh, I never knew Nekoma High had a School Idol Unit." Nishinoya commented thoughtfully, joining the conversation. The second year nudged a guy with a shaven head next to him slyly, "wonder if the girls are any cute?"
"Tora doesn't have a right to complain about our manager when they have a School Idol Unit." Tanaka sobbed dramatically in response before tilting his head to one side in a 180 degree mood change. "Actually, I never knew we had an exchange programme with Nekoma High."
"Ah, it's part of a bigger programme between the high schools of Miyagi and Tokyo actually," Sugawara approached the group with a warm smile. "The different schools of both prefectures get paired up every year to exchange students, and this year we got paired up with Nekoma High."
"Ooh! I wonder if anyone in their volleyball team is participating!" Hinata exclaimed excitedly as the rest of them started to break into chatters as well.
"HEY! ALL OF YOU GET BACK TO PRACTICE!" a yell from across the gym sounded, shaking up the members that were slacking off. Everyone recognized the voice of their captain, Sawamura Daichi, especially when he was angry. Hastily everyone dropped the conversation for later, and Kageyama quickly tightened his laces. They all rushed forward into the courts where Daichi and their coach were waiting and thus, volleyball practice continued.
After volleyball practice, Kageyama headed for home. Usually after club activities it was too exhausting to go anywhere else really, especially since practice has become more vigorous recently. There was a practice match that was coming up at the end of the week arranged by their teacher, with a school that was showing to be a promising rival. Coach Ukai wanted them to test their limits, as well as scout out future rivals.
Turning around the bend, he noticed something rather strange about the familiar street that greeted him. There was a shiny black car in front of his house, and none of his family members drove a car to his knowledge. He didn't put too much thought into it though as he opened his house gate and gave the vehicle a once over again, perhaps a friend of his parents came to visit.
"I'm home," he announced as he shut the front door with an audible click behind him.
Looking up, he stared for a moment before jumping back in shock.
There was an unfamiliar person in front of him, with a white sheet plastered to their face.