Note: Hi my readers! How many days since I updated? I am not sure... Right now, my energy batt are almost running low. My hands are tired from typing, my eyes are swimming from researching, my head is throbbing and my body wants to sleep. This research paper is tiring.

Still, I'm back and ready to update! So sorry for the mistakes you will see, especially the last parts. I tried my best with the limited time I have. I hope you enjoyed this.

BTW, this is mostly Hinata-centric chapter but I hope you still like it.


Palm Strike

Chapter 03:

It was only his second day and he already has someone he didn't like.

Hinata was already inside his classroom seated on his chair beside the window where he can see the view outside of the building. He didn't like getting angry, it just makes him feel ill afterwards but that person really got on his nerves.

In the first place, he shouldn't have said anything when he clearly didn't know who I am, he grumbled to himself. What kind of person insults someone he hadn't even known the name of?

Someone who's an idiot? He guessed to himself. Someone who dislikes people in general? At that thought Hinata grimaced. Who on earth hated people? Meeting everyone is an awesome feeling! You can gain lots of friends! What is that person thinking?

He remembered how that huge man stared at him, so full of mocking smile and his eyes staring down at him. He felt himself become intimidated with the memory. Uwaah, that person is scary… Hinata didn't think he ever wanted to meet that man again. Well, he said to himself. I probably won't see him again if I don't come back to the volleyball gym. He nodded to himself. That probably is the best. He shouldn't have come in the first place. He still is a little wary that Kageyama would recognise him, even if he hadn't earlier.

Someone suddenly entered the classroom he is in and he saw that a steady pour of students are already in the building. He stared at the wall clock in front above the white board and saw that it's already 8:10 and that classes are about to start 20 minutes from now.

"Hinata! You're early!"

"Kijima!" Kijima Jun is Hinata's classmate that he had immediately befriended since they seat beside each other. He is someone who always had a smile on his face and has an easy face. He is quite popular in their classroom because of his easy personality and handsome face.

He sat on his chair after slinging his bag on the chair in front of him before moving his chair slightly to face Hinata. "So?"

"Natsu, my sister set my wristwatch wrong." He grumbled, still a bit irked at what his sister did. Kijima laughed and Hinata looked at his friend with a light scowl, his frustrations already exercised earlier at the volleyball gym.

"What time was that?"

"8:45 when it's supposed to be 6:50." Kijima laughed again, this time loudly that earned the attention of their fellow classmates who were already inside the room.

"You came here too early! Didn't you notice that the heat of the sun wasn't really that hot?" Hinata reddened slightly but didn't say anything. It was true that he hadn't notice, too occupied with the notion of being tardy only on his second day of school. Kijima laughed again and he shot him a glare.

"Stop laughing already! Maan, I really don't like your happy-go-lucky attitude!"

"You're one to talk Hinata! You not only have that attitude, you're also loud and extremely energetic I can feel myself get tired whenever you move."

"Am not!"

"Am too!"

"Am not!"

"Am too!"

"Shut up already!" Both Hinata and Kijima abruptly shut up and turned to who had shouted. It was Osora Akari, their female classmate who throws anyone who annoys her. She had introduced herself yesterday with that hard tone in her voice and told that she is in the Judo Club.

"Sorry, sorry Osora." Kijima said with a wave and grin. Hinata cringed at how visible Osora's irritation is. He shook Kijima by the shoulder, wary at how Osora clenched her hands into fist and worried for Kijima's sake.

"Shut up Kijima!" Hinata whispered urgently to his new friend before looking at Osora who was also looking at him.

"Sorry Osora-chan."

And then everyone around the classroom quieted. He looked around, wondering why they were all looking at him like he is weird. He had also received that kind of stare yesterday when he had ran away from the volleyball gym and like yesterday, he didn't know what he did.

"D-did I say something wrong?" Someone tugged his hand and he looked at Kijima who was doing it, looking at him with an expression Hinata would akin to how he looked when his new friend told him earlier how he hated math when math is the simplest subject ever.

"You called Osora –chan?" he asked. Hinata's forehead drew together in confusion. That was the reason why they are looking at him weirdly? His classmates are so weird. What was wrong with that?

"So?" he shrugged. He didn't see anything wrong with what he had done. That totally don't deserve being looked at like that.

"Why?"

"Why? Of course because Osora-chan is a girl. It would be weird to call her –kun. I only add –kun to guys." He said seriously. "You guys are weird." He added. That was such a simple reason.

Everyone sweat dropped at that. They are weird? They beg to differ. Hinata is the weirdest one inside the class, with Kijima following after.

Osora only stared some more at them before she sat down on her desk once again and everyone slowly resumed what they were doing before, occasionally looking at Hinata which he had ignored.

"You're one of a kind Hinata." Kijima stated. Said person stared at his friend with bewilderment. He wanted to ask what he meant by that but before he could, Kijima continued in a different topic and Hinata immediately forgot about it. "By the way, why are you wearing glasses?"

Hinata touched the frame of the glasses still on his face before rubbing the back of his neck in apparent embarrassment.

"Ehehe, for protection?" he answered back with a question. "Why, is it weird?"

"Uh no. For some strange reason, that orange-rimmed glasses suit you well, though it clashes your personality." Hinata pouted. "But you weren't wearing that yesterday. Is that prescribed?"

"No it's not." He shook his head before he looked at Kijima in the eye. "What's wrong with it anyway? You're not the only one who asked today? Ennoshita-senpai also asked that earlier. If nothing's wrong then why ask?" he asked defiantly.

"Whoa Hinata. No need to be so defensive. I was just curious. Don't worry little guy," Kijima patted Hinata's head lightly. "There is nothing wrong with it." Hinata slapped Kijima's hand away from his head and glared at him.

"Stop treating me like a kid! Were of the same age Kijima!"

"Yeah, yeah." Kijima raised his hand up in a universal sign of piece. He sulked on his desk. Why is it that he was short? Kijima was tall, like 179 cm. What a giant! He had been drinking milk because his mom told him that it would help him with his height but why isn't it working?! What did Kijima do to get him to be that tall? His senpai-tachi were also tall, but they were older so it's okay. But his friend were of the same age as him and he is tall. Why is that?!

He shot Kijima a disgruntled scowl, which his friend only answered with a furrowed stare. Hinata ignored it and continued sulking, his mood dropping once again when he remembered that Kageyama is also tall when he is also only a first year. He is even shorter than some of his female classmates. It's unfair!

Just then the bell rung, signalling the start of class and everyone returned to their seats. Kijima arranged his chair and Hinata looked in the front where the teacher for his first subject, English arrived even if his mood hadn't improved. He glanced at his friend and saw him attentively looking in front. He knew from yesterday that Kijima's favorite subject is english so he didn't question why he looked excited. He knew he gets to the same mood when it comes to math.

Math is very exciting.

The class is now starting and he made himself to concentrate, determined to have a good grade on his academics now that he is a high school student.

. . . . .

Lunch Time:

Hinata groaned, his head resting on his desk. "I really hate history." He moaned.

"Come on Hinata, its lunch time. Let's eat lunch at the rooftop." Kijima only said, not really contradicting what Hinata had said because like his friend, he also hates history. The only thing that got him through the subject was because after it was lunch time, meaning he can eat.

Hinata instantly perked up. Yes, it's lunch time and his mom packed–– wait a minute, his mom wasn't able to give him his bento. She was only able to give him money for his lunch. "Ugh! This is the worst day ever!" Hinata moaned.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't have my bento with me!" he wailed while raising his head and looking at Kijima with his eyes watering. "Mom wasn't able to make one. I got out of the house early remember?" he let his head fall back to his desk. "That Natsu… I will definitely not let this slide." He mumbled, a cloud of doom surrounded him.

Kijima stared at his friend's head. "You have money, right? Why don't you just buy your lunch? Come on, before you're left with cold food." He said. He'd better come with Hinata then before they go to the rooftop. It's better to eat with someone after all.

Hinata looked at him and Kijima gulped seeing his eyes wide like that. Even with those glasses on his eyes didn't diminish how prominent and strangely alluring Hinata's eyes are. And for some reason, the stupid glasses only made his eyes stand out more instead of being obstructed.

"You will?"

"Y-yes. " Kijima averted his eyes, his face feeling strangely hot all of a sudden and he knew without even seeing his face that he is blushing. Really, Hinata has that charm that can turn even a heartless man to like him with just seeing the emotion in his eyes.

It's disconcerting.

He forced himself to grin as he looked back at his friend. "Stand up already. I'll help you buy your lunch. I'll even buy it for you." He offered. He instantly heard a scraping of chair before he was suddenly taken aback when Hinata grabbed his hand and held it tightly then proceeded to drag him outside the room.

"Come on, come on!" Hinata said excitedly. Kijima can clearly see his face sparkling happily and he had to shake his head to get his confused mind back to track. Damn, he got carried away with Hinata's genuine mood again. He had to get used to this because if not, Hinata would be blowing him side to side with his shifting moods.

They were almost at the school canteen before someone suddenly was in front of them, effectively blocking their way. Kijima stopped behind Hinata and frowned, seeing a tall freshman in front of them along with someone who looked like he is only following the one blocking them. He grabbed Hinata to his side.

"What's the hold-up?" he asked, his signature smile on his face even as his eyes stared at the freshman intently. He knew that was a freshman because he had this aura of new on him.

The freshman only looked at him before looking at Hinata. His forehead creased for a second before he looked beside him. He saw Hinata's face looking serious while he stared at the tall freshman without flinching like he usually do when he sees someone who looked intimidating.

And the student in front of them really looked intimidating, that is if he disregard the aura he felt around his friend who is beside him.

He had already seen Hinata like this yesterday for a few second, ironically also at lunch while they are eating their food outside since they instantly hit it off with each other the moment they both introduced themselves with one another while the teacher still wasn't around. He was looking at the gym of the volleyball club they had crossed with the same expression, only he looked indecisive yesterday while he looked blank right now.

It was really unnerving seeing Hinata like that. The glasses only made the appearance more intimidating than he was yesterday.

"Sh-" the freshman stopped for a second and Kijima heard a 'tsk!' from the blond student before he had continued. "Tsukishima Kei, first year."

He blinked as he looked at Hinata, because he swore he saw how Hinata's eyes darkened for a split-second before it was blank once again. Why was that?

"Sorry." the blond first year immediately turned around and walked away, leaving both him and Hinata blinking at the tall student. The one with the freckles looked at them with his eyes wide before shouting "Wait Tsukki!" and not even looking if his friend stopped, bowed at them.

"Um, Yamaguchi Tadashi, first year." He also introduced himself and he looked at Hinata once again just to see him looked like he wanted to scowl before his attention was taken away from his friend to look at the one named Yamaguchi running towards the blond whose name was Tsukishima, which thankfully had stopped. Before they started walking away again however, Tsukishima talked. "This doesn't mean we're friends. I just don't like being you're enemy." Then they walked away together.

Kijima and Hinata looked at each other before mutually deciding to talk about it later and to buy Hinata's lunch first. Though Kijima noted to himself mentally to first ask why Hinata looked displeased when those two introduced themselves and the unnerving atmosphere around them. As far as he knew since they became friends yesterday, Hinata liked meeting new people.

Kijima bought his friend one yakisoba bread and milkshake using his own money but Hinata after looking at the food he had bought for him decided to buy another one of the food and drink he had ordered. He just looked at the cheerily humming Hinata and the food he had on his hand as they walked away from the cafeteria.

He wondered if Hinata is going to eat all of it.

They came to the rooftop and luckily no one was there so they were able to find a comfortable spot to eat. He opened his plain bento and ate slowly as he looked at Hinata who ate his bread with large mouthfuls.

"Are you going to eat all of that?" he asked after a few seconds of just looking. Hinata looked at him while still chewing his food and only nodded. Kijima cringed slightly. He wouldn't be able to eat all of that. The two yakisoba breads were of large size. Hinata swallowed before speaking.

"I wasn't able to eat proper breakfast earlier." He said while eating once again. Kijima ate again while looking at the also eating Hinata before speaking once again, unable to contain his curiosity.

"What was that?" when Hinata looked at him, confused he wasn't surprised. His question wasn't specified after all and Hinata… can be a bit thick at times. "You looked displeased when they introduced themselves."

The effect of his question was instant.

Hinata stopped chewing, his eyes glazed like he is trying to remember what he is talking about but that was only for a couple of seconds before a cloud of doom surrounded his friend, his spiky hair almost looked limp on his head. Kijima twitched.

Hinata's shifting mood arrived again.

"Tall…" he heard. Kijima looked at his friend intently.

"What?"

"I- I thought he was a senpai, a rude senpai I met earlier in the volleyball gym." Hinata started, then he perked up and his eyes looked slightly awed though reluctant to express it. What a weird combination. "He was so huuuge in front of me earlier Kijima, like a giant. Kinda like you." And then Hinata returned to his gloomy state earlier. "But then he is a first year, like me."

"…so?"

"Why is he so taaall?" Hinata wailed, food forgotten. "I mean why are all of you so huge? I drink milk everyday and I didn't even grow a centimetre since middle school! What were all of you eating?! And were of the same age! You're all a first year like me! Why am I so shoooort?!"

Kijima laughed loudly, a genuine laugh in this case.

"Why are you laughiiiing?" Hinata whined and Kijima just continued to laugh.

As he start teasing Hinata about his height and was increasingly amused at the reactions and expression he pulled, Kijima decided that it's better to not ask the remaining questions that are still in his head. Because he knew that it will just break the lighthearted mood they are in and frankly, he didn't want it to end.

He needed this moments in his high school life especially when he had a feeling that his carefree moments would not be coming often now that he had Hinata as his friend.

. . . . .

End of Afternoon Classes:

Hinata yawned and stretched his hands up above his head. If he hated History, he absolutely abhorred Government subject. It's no wonder he was always scolded by the Government teacher since always, in the middle of the class, he cannot help but fall asleep. It's just too boooooring!

But now that's over! Class finish at last! Whew, he didn't know high school is this tiring. And he hadn't even been in a club yet.

"You really don't care about government subject are you?" Kijima asked from the chair beside him. Hinata looked at him and stuck his tongue out.

"Bleh. You're one to talk Kijima. Didn't you fall asleep in History too?"

Kijima rested his head on his hands which were behind his head. He grinned. "I didn't fell asleep! I just napped for a little bit."

"Same thing!"

"Well, at least I made sure that I did it when the teacher isn't looking and just in case put a book in front of me so it would look like I've been reading my book"

"Che!" Hinata arranged his things on his bag before standing up and stretched once again. Sitting still for how many hours is tiring. He feels like his bones are melting.

Kijima also stood up and slung his bag on his shoulder, having already fixed his things after the bell that signalled the end of their class rung. "Come on."

Kijima, like him hadn't entered into any club yet even though many people had come to him and invited him because of his height. Nowadays, height is a very important factor in sports… mostly anyway. It's still too early to go home so they are going to go club-hunting to look for a good club to apply.

Both of them went out while chatting. They had first arrived in the School Newspaper clubroom and immediately closed it once they saw how one of their own classmate, Hanase Kaede was there. Just seeing her a part of that club made both of them instantaneously decide that School Newspaper club is no good for them. Besides, they'd have to sit around all day anyway.

They both didn't like that.

"Kijimaaa! Hinataaa!" they heard someone shout and just from the voice alone, they knew it was Hanase. They looked at each other before running out of there. They didn't want to be caught by the Class Gossip Queen. Hanase has that irritating voice that never shuts up.

Too annoying, Kijima thought and if Hinata heard what his friend had been thinking, he would have nodded even if he disliked commenting like that to someone who hadn't done him a slight. Because aside from the fact that Hanase is talkative, she insists that she has to know everyone's personal life and Hinata didn't like how she invades his personal space despite him saying otherwise.

They were on the grounds and were already seeing the basketball gym so they decided to visit just to check it out. When they entered, they looked around as there were a mini-game between the senior members and the freshmen and as expected, the seniors were 10 points ahead of the newbies. The game ended and both Hinata and Kijima decided to visit other clubs next when someone suddenly shouted.

"OOOII! That nubile freshman!"

Hinata froze and Kijima was curious when he slowly turned around with that terrified look on his face.

"Na-Nakajou-senpai?"

. . . . .

Members of the Karasuno volleyball club were already inside the gym wearing their club practice uniforms. Tsukishima hung back, his eyes sweeping around the gym before he adjusted his glasses with Yamaguchi, as usual, standing beside him.

Sawamura, along with Sugawara and Tanaka came together and were also looking around the gym.

"Kageyama isn't here." Sugawara commented.

"Yet. He is probably still in his classroom. And he did tell us that he needed to get his control right. Since he isn't here yet, let's practice." He shouted the last words and everyone scattered to do just that. Ennoshita looked around before he turned to Kinoshita who was beside him taking a ball.

"Hisashi, did you see Kazuhito? He's not here yet."

"He's late! What errand is he doing that would get him to be late with afternoon practice?

"No idea."

. . . . .

Where is that Hinata? Narita thought to himself as he continued to look around.

He wanted to find Hinata and take him to the volleyball club, just to clarify what he had done earlier that morning. Since Kageyama is going to do a presentation, it wouldn't hurt to have him there. He looked around the freshman building and not a glance of orange hair can be found. He didn't even know what his classroom number is.

Did he return home already? But that can't be since Hinata hadn't joined any clubs yet so he must have been looking right now. But with Hinata, he can never tell. That freshman might just look for clubs on the last day than earlier.

In any case, he had to find him.

. . . . .

"Here to join basketball club? A slippery bugger like you is needed in the team!" Nakajou-senpai enthusiastically said while patting his back. Though Hinata didn't think that it was a pat since the force it carried is strong.

"I-I'm not going to join Nakajou-senpai."

"Why not?!" senpai shouted and Hinata jumped slightly at the sound before going to his friend and hiding behind his back. Kijima is taller than him and most times, that irked him. But in this case it made him thankful that he had a tall friend. It made hiding a ton easier.

"Nakajou! You're scaring the freshman!" another huge person came towards them and Hinata shrank just a little bit more, clutching Kijima's shirt tightly. Thankfully, his friend didn't mind him doing that. "Sorry. Don't worry, Nakajou is harmless."

. . . . .

"Hinata? You're looking for Hinata, senpai? Hinata Shouyou?" a girl with a long hair held up in a ribbon asked him. Narita nodded, not caring how the girl knew Hinata's name.

"Did you see him?"

"He was with Kijima earlier. Really, those two haven't even joined any club yet and they ran away from me? I just wanted to invite them in my club! Newspaper club is okay, right senpai?" the girl asked which Narita answered with a nod impatiently. Why is this girl so talkative? Can't she just answer my question?

"Anyway, they ran outside away from me. Gosh! They will get it from me tomorrow! Sheesh—eh?! Senpai?!" Narita didn't say anything more and quickly dashed outside using the way the girl pointed. He needed to find Hinata and he had no time chatting up the girl.

. . . . .

"I think it is your height that scared him senpai." Kijima finally said. They looked at him and some whistled.

"You have good height for a freshman. Wanna join basketball club?"

"… I will consider it." He amended. Kijima would have agreed right there since he is a basketball player in his middle school and he likes the sport but with Hinata clutching his uniform tightly once again made him stop. Hinata can be such a child sometimes.

Why does he get afraid with intimidating people when he can be pretty intimidating himself when he wants to? Kijima wondered to himself.

. . . . .

Kageyama entered the gym with a ball on his hand. At first no one saw his entrance and he stayed at the door for a few minutes still remembering how he would do the presentation before he was noticed by the captain.

"Kageyama, you're back."

"I'm back captain. I-I'm sorry for the tardiness." He stuttered the last word out. He had no problems apologising when it is his fault but he still is not used to doing it. Everyone in the gym stopped what they were doing and looked at them. Tsukishima, who was closer to the door spoke.

"Why bother doing it?" now everyone looked at the blond man and he just adjusted his glasses before looking at the frowning first year who had just arrived again. "You're Kageyama from Kitagawa Daiichi aren't you? I wasn't able to say anything this morning but why is one of the elite attending Karasuno?"

Kageyama twitched, but he didn't say anything. He didn't think a man like that deserved an answer. The atmosphere in the gym became tense.

"You're the 'King of the Court'. You have the skills to be in one of the big schools." Tsukishima continued. Kageyama's scowl deepened. He didn't like the tone the blond is using against him, and he also dislikes being called with that title. He opened his mouth, intent on speaking his own thoughts when someone beat him to it.

"OOII! You freshmen are so cocky huh?! Why aren't you respecting us seniors? Huh?!"

"Tanaka…"

"Get on with it! If that shorty is able to do something like that, we got to make him come to our club!" Tanaka shouted. Everyone nodded their heads at that, unanimously agreeing at what their hothead member had said.

"Tsk!" Tsukishima wiped the sweat from his head using his shirt before walking towards his bag to drink his water, ignoring how everyone looked at his direction. Yamaguchi, as always, followed right behind him with a worried look on his face.

"Tsukki…" he didn't say anything and just continued to drink.

"Go on Kageyama. Do it." Sawamura said in which Kageyama nodded especially when he saw the rest of the volleyball team were looking at him curiously.

Here it is, he thought to himself before taking a step further inside the gym.

. . . . .

"Let's go Kijima." Hinata whispered behind him. Kijima didn't know if he should laugh or be frustrated at Hinata's action. He looked like a squirrel trying to get out in front of the lion King.

"Alright." In the end, Kijima agreed. Hinata can be quite an annoyance if he wanted to.

"Were going Nakajou-senpai."

"Wait-"

But before him and the rest of the basketball club members say anything, he was already being pulled by Hinata out of the gym. "Hinata, could you hold up for a moment? I can quite walk by myself."

"They're scary Kijima. Big muscles and so huuuge!" Kijima sighed. He really needed to get use to Hinata's moods. Now he looked like his normal everyday self when earlier he was hiding behind him and was afraid.

"Hina-"

"HINATA!" Both of them looked at where they heard the voice and saw someone waving enthusiastically at them. No, more like at Hinata. His friend brightened up and he also waved.

"Narita-senpai!"

. . . . .

Narita skidded to halt and looked around. He is certain that with Hinata's unique hair color, he would be able to see him even amidst a ton of people. But he hadn't seen even a strand of his—

He saw at the corner of his eye someone who is quite short pulling someone out of the basketball gym. There really wasn't unusual at the sight but it caught his attention since the short guy had orange hair and he only knew one person who had that unique hair color.

Hinata.

He ran towards the basketball gym while he waved and shouted. "Hinata!" He had to call thrice before the two freshmen who is by now out of the gym looked at him. When they spotted him, Hinata had immediately waved back at him while giving out a huge grin.

"Narita-senpai!"

He ran towards the two and immediately took a hold of Hinata's hand before he could speak and dragged him towards the volleyball gym. Hinata yelped in a surprise manner.

"Senpai?!"

"Oi! Where are you dragging Hinata?!" the other freshman who was with Hinata earlier shouted. He saw from the corner of his eye that he had followed.

He didn't speak since he is quite out of breath. He just continued dragging Hinata while inwardly praying that they can still make it to Kageyama's 'presentation'.

He really wanted Hinata to see that.

. . . . .

Kageyama stepped inside before taking off his bag and placing it on the floor where the other bags are placed. He had already changed into his club practice uniform before he got there so he is quite ready.

He walked towards the wall where that freshman was earlier that morning. He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath and then released it slowly before opening his eyes. He needed the concentration to do this perfectly.

Sawamura felt Sugawara beside him jerked slightly. He looked at him. "What's wrong."

"He has superb concentration." Sugawara commented. He nodded at that.

"Yeah. It's like he is playing volleyball in a tournament."

They all watched as Kageyama took position and then dribbled the ball for a few seconds before stilling. All of the blinked.

"Umm… Captain. can I have someone take… Tsukishima's position?" he looked awkward asking that and he had only mumbled the last words. It's a good thing they still heard what he had said. Before he could speak however, Tanaka raised his hand and walked towards the genius setter.

"I can." He then proceeded to stand at the place Tsukishima was earlier, that is in front of Kageyama. "Go on." The genius setter just nodded before dribbling the ball once again and his eyes turned sharp. No one paid attention to Tsukishima's snort.

Everyone's chattering turned silent.

Kageyama slammed the ball hard on the gym's floor, tilting it slightly that when it bounced, it hit the wall behind him. And then it sped up beside Tanaka's face. It was over in less than ten seconds.

Silence.

Sawamura couldn't quite believe it. So it can be done intentionally.

Tanaka couldn't move. He was frozen by Kageyama's sharp gaze and the speed of the ball that he had thought were coming towards his face.

They heard footsteps coming towards the gym before Narita's voice rang out.

"Were here!"

Everyone looked at him and Narita blinked, then realized that the simulation is over. "Ah! I missed it!"

"What's happening here?" an unknown student asked.

"Simulation? Are you perhaps doing what I did this morning?" They were startled hearing a familiar serious voice once again whom they only heard once that morning but were already ingrained into their minds.

"Hinata!" Ennoshita and Kinoshita exclaimed.

"You!" Kageyama shouted while pointing at the orange-haired first year who is wearing an orange-rimmed glasses. Said person only pushed his glasses further to his eyes, the light in the gym reflecting in the lenses of his glasses before he spoke.

"Yes?"

TBC.


A/N: I made Hinata bad-ass here didn't I? My cousin didn't answer me when I asked. She just told me that I made Hinata like he had some sort of split personality disorder. Hahaha, probably. I was probably influenced by how strong players in the manga sometimes get intimidated with Hinata..

So, review? I love hearing about your thoughts on my fic. I will wait for your feedback!

Ja ne.