The first time Miya Atsumu was ever awed by something was when he learned volleyball. The second time was when he did awesome volleyball tricks with his twin brother, Miya Osamu. The third time was when he saw a team, no, a girl, destroyed the other team in the finals of Interhigh National tournament in his very first year.

It had been pretty wierd for them to watch the match in the first place. It has been pure coincidence, with one of his teammates jokingly suggesting that they watch the female volleyball finals after their match for some "pretty girls".

Now, he can't stop the slacking of his jaw as he watched the second set of the match that was going on. The team with black, white, and gold colors were beating- no, destroying the other team with the score of 25-10 for the first set and currently 18-3 for the second set.

The team that was currently being annihilated have already seen like they have given up, and started half-assing their play (Atsumu was quite annoyed by this) and the current team that was leading were playing levelheadedly and calm.

The look of his other teammates were not expecting the finals of the girls' volleyball finals to be like this.

Atsumu kept watching and analysing the play of the leading team. They seem to move and sync very well. Honestly, it was not that impressive in a special way, they were just doing basic moves that looks like they trained so much.

However, there was this one girl that shined as the ball flew throughout the court. She had sandy hair that was tied up in a high ponytail, and she was wearing a red-blue-white colored headband to tidy her bangs. Her eyes were wine colored like Inarizaki's colors and they gleamed underneath the lights of the gymnasium.

Atsumu gaped as she did a service ace two times in a row. How do this kind of people exsist!? On her fourth service turn, the ball finally went back and fourth as the opposing team's libero saved the ball.

He watched as the leading team received and passed the ball to the setter who then sets to the girl who did the service ace earlier (he's sure that she's the ace.) and waited anticipation.

SMACK!

There it was. The godly spike. The ball bounced off the court when it hit the weakest player on the other team. The girl calculated her shots well.

"Number 7..." Atsumu snorts. "That's the same number as mine! She plays so well like me!!!" He said goofily, enthusiastic.

His eyes continued on the sandy haired, Number 7.

She did another service, but surprised him with a jump float. He thought that it would be out, but he underestimated her and it turned out to be perfectly on the line. It counted as in. They got another point.

Miya Osamu looked at his brother who was watching the match with interest. He can feel the excitement radiating from his brother as he watched the match in front of him, or specifically, the Number 7 sandy haired girl.

"That Number 7 from Fukurodani is surely something..." Osamu whispered to himself as he watched the girl. His eyes widened when she did something that Him and Atsumu would do, that is switching the roles.

The girl took up the setter position and prepared to set to her teammate, only to dump the ball on the other side.

"WOAH THAT IS SO COOL!" Atsumu gushed boyishly. Suna sweatdropped.

"That Number 7 girl is really something..."

Atsumu couldn't take his eyes off the Number 7 girl. His heart was unknowingly beating because of the adrenaline of him watching the match.

The girl jumped, spiked, passed, setted, and did everything so flawlessly. When she jumped, it looked like she had wings.When she spiked, the sound of the hit resonated with the loud thump of his heart.

"'Samu..." Atsumu said breathlessly as the whistle signaling the match being over was heard. Osamu blinked and looked to his brother.

"Yes, 'Tsumu?" he replied back.

"I think..." Osamu watched as Atsumu's eyes kept following the Number 7 girl as she bowed and huddled with her team as they did their victory cheers.

"Yes? What is it, 'Tsumu?" Osamu waited patiently.

The Fukurodani female volleyball team then proceeded to spray water to each other in their victory, and a blush slowly crept up Atsumu's face as he saw the Number 7 girl taking off her headband and spraying water to her head. She wiggled her head like a wet dog and pushed her wet bangs out of her face and gave a genuine smile at her teammates.

"I think I'm in love."