Sawako arrived at school with Kirin on that day. Hitori and Suzaku recently joined the tennis team and the two have to leave earlier to attend their morning practice. She found that as time passes by, she is able to spend a lot of their time together with Kirin on their walk to school. Just like today, they were just talking about how their recently found love in a recently released book when they heard of the new talk in the school.

"Hey, have you heard? The volleyball team won their practice match against Seijoh yesterday!"

Sawako's ears perked up. The news really travels fast.

"EH? For real? That Seijoh?"

Her eyes turned to the students that were just talking about the match. She watched them leave the shoe lockers, her locker door was still open and her shoes unchanged.

"For reals. Apparently, there's a weird set of first-years that does this weird move!"

Sawako has heard of them and she already heard of the news the night after the match. She shares the same class with the team captain and co-captain after all – they're best buds. Of course, she's one of the few people who has an inside source of what's happening in the club. Koushi likes to talk a lot about the team and she may not have met the new members, she felt like she already knew them already. Sometimes, if there are chances, she would spend time with Kiyoko to talk about the boys – which is rather rare.

She knew what happened on the first day of club recruitment. When the wig of the Vice-Principal fell on top of Daichi's head and the first years caused a ruckus. She also knew of their backgrounds – that they were against one another on their last year in middle schools – and how Koushi and Tanaka-kun slipped behind Daichi's back – in which she learned from Daichi that he already knew what was up – that they helped the two troublemakers every morning to sneak into the gym to train before their morning practice.

"Well then, Sawa-nee. See you later." Kirin waved her goodbye and left.

Sawako blinked and finally decided to take her uwabaki out on the locker in exchange for her outdoor shoes. Once she's done, she heads to their class.

Her mind drifted to what transpired the other day. It was lunch break then and she was with her clubmate and friend, Aizawa Satsuki. They came from their clubroom and ate their lunch there. She was able to spend the remaining minutes of lunch break searching for colleges and universities to apply in Kyoto and talking to Satsuki about plans for college. It was when they're heading back to their respective classes when her ears reached that another poor girl being rejected by her younger brother. They were just talking about Suzaku when this boy from the entrance exams entered her field of vision once again.

Just like how they first met, their eyes clashed once again. She almost froze when it did and she couldn't help herself but be surprised at his sudden presence. Was he eavesdropping? She couldn't really tell. He was just there and she happened to pass by him. It was just a coincidence.

Yes, that's it. A coincidence.

Their meeting in the third-year hallway during the lunch break was also a coincidence.

"It's a given that you can't win on your own. That's why there are 6 people on the court."

Sawako almost shrieked when she saw that boy again. He was with an orange-haired child and they're talking to Asahi. She turned her back on them and faced the window to listen. Sawako felt bad. She felt like eavesdropping became a habit.

"I came to understand that just recently as well, so I can't make any arrogant comments, though." With that, he left Asahi speechless.

The orange-haired child passed by her. She looked at his way, judging his size. He sure is small. Somehow, orange looks familiar to her. Could he be that same person Succhan was with? Or that same person Torin dubbed as her new comrade?

She has questions for herself that need answers as the curiosity's killing her slowly. Especially that boy. He knows the soft-hearted Asahi. He mentioned court, does that mean that he's from the volleyball team as well? But she has heard from Koushi that Asahi's been skipping and has not been present at any training since the school year started. Perhaps, they already heard that Asahi exists? Asahi's been avoiding her, too. Her connection with Koushi and Daichi was too tight.

Sawako couldn't help but let out a small squeak when she raised her head. Instantly, she felt embarrassed without reason. That boy again, he made another eye contact with her. And due to her habit of eavesdropping and the shriek she let out, she was not surprised that he noticed her.

Because of this sudden thought, Sawako, embarrassed, bowed at the raven-haired lad and silently excused herself to enter her class. Her ears even reached the question from his orange-haired accompany, "You know her?"

How embarrassing. I should really stop eavesdropping.

She should've walked past them when they were still talking to Asahi.


After that incident in the third-year hallway, Sawako did her very best not to think too much of that boy again. She's slowly becoming cautious of his presence as well. Every time that she felt like he's near, she would change her course to avoid seeing him. When meeting Koushi and Daichi outside the class, especially at the shop where her relative works, she always made sure that the lad is not with them or the team.

Sawako started having this feeling of fear that she'll get caught in another daze, another embarrassment, another awkward sensation that she decided to avoid the problem she's having. And yes, she already admitted to herself that she is running away from this new feeling.

However, it does not mean that she's not aware of the activities the volleyball team participated in. Koushi, being Koushi, never fails to update her every day. Daichi would tell her a thing or two, whenever the team became a topic of their conversation during their time together in the class or phone calls at night. And Sawako, she finally put two and two together and got her answers.

Kageyama Tobio. That's his name.

Apparently, the first years learned of Asahi's existence in the club despite being missing in action. And the orange-haired, Hinata Shouyo, she learned, is an aspiring ace of the team. On that day in the hallway, the two decided to talk to Asahi with the hopes that they can have Asahi back on volleyball. It was not instant but it bore fruit. Sawako was happy when she learned that Asahi and Nishinoya-kun reunited and returned. She was also happy for Koushi, too, as the feeling of doubt, regret, and insecurity washed away one day.

It's like, for the team, things are going well.

However, despite being a tell-tale, Koushi failed to include one detail.

It is the Golden Week in their country. There are no classes and there's no work from most of the companies in town. For Sawako, it's a chance to study and prepare for college. She could have enrolled herself in a cram school in Sendai but weighing down the time she could've to spend doing her duties as a student and as a daughter might create an imbalance. She couldn't risk losing herself in the process of going ahead on the top for the sake of academics when she can study on her own.

That's why, for the whole week, all of her textbooks and notes were laid on the floor of their living room. Unlike Hitori and Suzaku who were out for the whole week on a team-building and training, Kirin joined her study time. From time to time, she would create reviewers for the missing two children in the house. Their mother, who is a professor at a university in Sendai, flew to Indonesia to take the finals of her graduate program in Education there. The mother of the family is expected to arrive before the Golden Week ends.

Of course, studying all day can be a killer. Breaks from their solo-study sessions would be spent watching a documentary or walking around the town before going back to study again. One time, she and Kirin spent half a day in a bathhouse for relaxation. Apparently, all that sitting created pain in their backs Sawako felt like she's going to be an adult with a poor posture.

But today, it's cooking that is going to be their break.

"Sawa-nee, we barely have flour left."

Sawako frowned when she saw opened the refrigerator. "And we don't have butter either." She exchanged looks with Kirin. "Shall we go grocery shopping?"

Her youngest sister's face lit up. A small blush was on Kirin's cheeks as she nodded in response.

Instead of walking to the grocery store they more frequently go to, they grabbed the mama bike in the garage. Sawako was the one who did the pedaling while Kirin took the child's seat behind her. Their ride to the Shimada Mart has to pass by a middle school, the town's gymnasium, and Kirin's favorite café. When they arrived, Sawako noticed that Kirin was tensed. The blond's fingers fidgets and plays with the hem of her oversize shirt when they entered the mart. The blush on her youngest sister's face just makes her more curious if there's a problem.

Is it overheat? But it's not summer yet. Sawako wanted to ask why but she couldn't when Makoto-kun appeared before them.

"Ah, Sawako-chan, Kirin-chan, welcome!"

Shimada Makoto. He's a raven-haired bespectacled man who used to play on the same team as Keishin – their relative who runs the famous Sakanoshita shop – in their high school years. Although most of the team members from their batch have their own jobs to attend, Sawako found that Keishin formed the Karasuno Neighborhood Association and was one of the members recruited.

"Good day, Makoto-kun."

"M-Makkun! H-Hello!"

On the spot, Sawako concluded that Makoto-kun is also her youngest sister's crush.

"Is it me or did you grow taller, Kirin-chan?"

"Eh? I do?"

"Yeah. We almost have the same height now."

Sawako grabbed a basket and decided to leave the two. Fortunately, Kirin already told her all of the ingredients that they need in the kitchen while she pedaled earlier. With a glance at the two towering black and yellow, Sawako concluded that Kirin should spend the time catching up with Makoto-kun while she shops.

A ten-year gap, huh? Sawako smiled to herself as she turned in a corner. She looked at the products that were neatly arranged and she reminded herself of the things Kirin listed with her memory. Sawako checked the label, checked the price before placing them on the basket she's carrying.

The grocery shopping ended with no Kirin following her or complaining about why she left her with Makoto-kun. She found the blond by the counter, taking a bite on the free-taste her crush offered. Sawako saw how Kirin's face lit up in delight and how Makoto-kun delighted at her reaction, probably seeing that it's a good thing for a free-taste to received such a genuine reaction.

"Sawa-nee! You're done, already?" Kirin exclaimed when she appeared at the counter.

"Yep. All set and ready to be paid."

The basket was quite heavy. Makoto-kun helped her lift it up before placing it on the counter and when done, he started punching the items for the receipt. Sawako watched how he worked, and she sure knows that Kirin began staring at the man before them.

Then she wondered why her sister is attracted to a man – an older one at that – when she can be attracted to any of the boys around her age? She has no problems with it, though. But it is quite intriguing. Kirin likes someone older. Hitori, however, she couldn't point. She's afraid that the oldest twin will have the least chance of getting herself a boyfriend due to her nature. Suzaku, she does not know what to say for he already broke a few young maiden's hearts. Is he not interested in women? Oh, her? She likes someone younger.

Ennoshita-kun, for example. She used to have a crush on him. He looks dreamy because of the sleepy-look of his eyes and he's too understanding. He's smart, too. But somehow, along the way on his first year and her second year, the infatuation faded.

They're all siblings yet they differ in their taste in the romantic aspect. That's why, if Suzaku prefers men, Sawako has no problem.

"Oh yeah, Sawa-chan." Her thoughts broke when Makoto-kun called her. "I'm not sure if you already heard, but Keishin started coaching the men's volleyball team."

She blinked. "Really?" This is new.

And it seems like it's not just her who has just heard of such news. "Onii-san's coaching? Amazing."

Makoto-kun nodded in affirmation. "That'll be ¥3417." Sawako took out her purse and paid. "There'll be a match on Sunday. It's against Nekoma."

"Another Battle at the Garbage Dump?!" Kirin's voice sounded excited. "We should come, Sawa-nee."

As much as she would like to come and watch another episode of Battle at the Garbage Dump after five years, she couldn't bring herself to change her clothing, grab the mama bike on the garage, drag Kirin to come along so her sister can have moments with Makoto-kun and watch the match there. As much as how she'd like to silently cheer for their school's team and watch how their cousin improved on his coaching abilities, she really couldn't bring herself to watch. Especially knowing that he's there.

Of course, in her defense, Makoto-kun told her of the match and Kirin wanted to watch, too. But Sawako does not want to. She'd like to spend the rest of the day studying and reading as her past-time.

But not all things go as the way she planned.

"Good grief, that's like the most intense match that I've watched so far. And tiring, too."

"Right? Battle at the Garbage Dump is the best."

"Although, it's mostly practice matches and no official match. YET."

"But Hinata-kun sure is interesting. He's still energetic despite the continuous matches."

"Oh, do you share the same class with him, Kicchan?"

"Nah. Torin do."

Days after their encounter at the Shimada Mart, Sawako found herself being dragged by Kirin and Makoto-kun outside their humble abode. How did the two converse to worked together on getting her out of her textbooks and sticky notes, Sawako have no idea. The three of them then met with Takinoue Yusuke-kun before heading to the gymnasium where the long-awaited battle held. They met with two of the old folks in town there and watched the match together.

Sawako tried her best to get interested. She's never been a fan of sports before but she comes and watches Hitori's and Suzaku's matches. And all she wanted to do the whole day was to study more. She has Koushi and Daichi to tell her of the match result anyway. It's not like she's getting outdated when she decided not to appear in any of their matches.

It did not bore her, alright. The match, that is. That is why, for the duration of the match, her eyes remained on the team. It's not her first time to watch volleyball, though. She has been a supportive relative of Keishin back when he was still a high-schooler, and the matches before that because of Coach Ukai, her mother's uncle.

It was against her will to come and watch the match, but at the end of the day, she did not regret forcing herself to stay. The match was truly intense and nerve-wracking, especially the rallies. It has always been that way since the battles of the years before, but it still never fails to give her the same reaction. Sawako swore that she felt like bursting every time that a ball was saved.

Overall, the team has a future. They're strong and talented. Raw but full of potential. Her lips would curve upwards whenever Daichi would receive a spike and how Asahi is back on the grove. Although, she was saddened that Koushi stayed to warm the bench together with the rest of the second year.

However, on that match, her eyes remained on the face, side, and back of his head.

Sawako has been avoiding the possible moments of crossing paths with Kageyama for weeks now. And this will be the first time she's seen him since then. And just like how she first saw him, he is a striking beauty.

He's really pretty. He is, even up close. And he is even more whenever he tosses, jumps, and blocks a spike.

Even when they're already at home, Sawako can still feel the irregular beat of her heart.


He's at that vending machine.

Her feet froze in the spot when she realized that it was indeed him. Sawako has been avoiding the lad, so why now when she just wants to buy herself a yogurt? She wanted to turn her back and hide. She has been doing this for a few weeks so it's not new.

So, all she needs to do is to turn her ba–!

He's looking at her! It's too late now that he saw her retreating.

Retreat failed. Hanging down her head in shame – being caught once more, she approached the vending machine, pulled out her coin purse, and got herself a yogurt she wanted. Sawako did this in a rush. And when she was that, she's surprised to find that Kageyama still stood behind her, as if waiting for her to get the yogurt.

"Sawako, hurry up."

She took this chance to escape and hurriedly left the vending machine after giving him a short bow.

How embarrassing. She tightened her grip on the yogurt and approached the pink-haired lady named Satsuki, who just saved her from dying of embarrassment.

"Isn't that a first-year? From the volleyball team?" Satsuki questioned, her brown eyes looking probably at Kageyama. "You know him?"

Sawako shook her head.

I ran away again. Maybe next time, I won't.

Because that next time, she couldn't run away and he didn't run away either. Both of them have their own agenda. It was a warm Friday night when Sawako went to buy new medicines in the pharmacy. Apparently, Kirin failed to include gauze tape, gauze pad, and betadine on the list. And so, here she was, on the way from the Yukinoe Pharmacy to go home.

Tomorrow's the start of the tennis match and her siblings should have personal first-aid kits just in case. Although from what Suzaku told her, their match starts in the afternoon, she has to be prepared for both of them.

She was riding on the mama bike, whistling a song and trying to list down the things of what she should do once she's at home when she heard footsteps following her trail. Her whistling stopped but her legs didn't. She blinked.

It was already dark and it was a good thing that the lights in the bike are still functioning, she didn't have any problem with seeing any stray cat trying to cross the street. Her eyes raked over at her surroundings. The streetlights were all functioning, they all lit up the streets in their small town. Since it was around 8 in the evening, children are already inside their cozy houses and some of the social workers might've been in their homes as well.

It was a rather quiet street. But there's a sound from behind her.

Should I take a look? She fastened her pace. What if it's a serial killer on the run and happens to take refuge in our peaceful town?

Frightened at her thought, she fastened her pace. Sawako took a deep breath to herself and assured herself that she's going to be okay. She already passed by some of the houses near their house, so, she's okay. But due to her unwanted hurry, she didn't see a cat trying to cross the street. Sawako, in surprise, took the break and halted immediately. It caused her to almost stumble on the bike. If not for the hand that grabbed her arm to get her balance, she would've fallen and might trip on her feet. Worst, get an uncalled injury.

"A-Are you okay?"

She freaked out and nodded absentmindedly. Her mind was full of a possible serial killer behind that she failed to see her surroundings. Good thing that there's someone who caught her in ti–. Sawako quickly looked at her behind.

K-Ka-Kageyama-kun! Then, is he the one creating those sounds behind her? Sawako peeked behind him.

No one.

"Are you okay?" He asked once again, his hand still on her arm.

Sawako blinked. And then nodded. "I am, t-thank you." And she recomposed herself.

It's really him!

She adjusted the bike, got off on it to avoid having another imbalance to avoid embarrassment. She sighed in relief to know that there's no serial killer after all. It was just Kageyama. But it's Kageyama! It's the guy she's been avoiding for weeks now. Save for their unexpected encounter at the vending machine the other day, she has not seen him on the following days. Therefore, tonight is the second time they've met face to face since she started avoiding him like a plague.

And she's nervous. Calm down, Sawako, calm down. It's just him!

She took deep breaths a number of times. It took her a while before she finally got herself calmed down from the nervous wreck that she felt moments ago. Because of Kageyama's rescue, she didn't get herself a possible gash on the arm. They started walking. She already thanked him for that. And for once, she's grateful she had him by her side at that moment.

However, she has to ask him first.

"Um…" She barely said something yet he quickly looked at her way in anticipation. Weird. "A-Are you from this neighborhood?"

He nodded. Then there's a tinge of pink on his cheeks. "Are you?"

She nodded. "Y-You have a match tomorrow, right?"

He nodded once more. The pink was still there. "I decided to jog tonight."

Ah, so it was really him.

Sawako just smiled at his response. She faced the road and focused on the walk. He did say he jogged, however, he didn't continue and walked with her instead. He didn't say anything anymore and remained silent. But then again, it's not like they have something to talk about. The only thing that they have in common is their relationship with the team.

"Do you… want to watch?"

She whipped her head in surprise. She saw pink on his ears. Did she hear him right? He was not looking at her eyes but sometimes he would as if he's checking he caught her attention. Sawako knew that it was already dark yet she can still clearly see the changes of color on his face. He sure is pretty up close.

And boy, it's the first time that she's seen such a color on his face. She felt her cheeks heating up.

"I'll… make time."

Well, she did say that.

Sawako stared blankly at the mirror. It reflected her figure, still clad in underwear. Her pale skin can be seen and she looked naked from her bright-colored underwear.

She did say she'll make time, but how can she go there? Fashion, accessories – it's not on the list of her priorities. Still, Sawako wants to look presentable at all costs. She thought of backing down, make an excuse in why she couldn't come but it will tarnish her reputation in the eyes of Kageyama Tobio. He is, after all, the one who came up with the idea of her watching their match. Sawako felt like she shouldn't disappoint him and she shall do whatever it takes to get his approval.

Weird, she knows.

She sometimes realized that she doesn't know herself in certain circumstances. Why she acted on such, why she thought of such, and why she felt that way. Change is truly scary.

With a sigh, she took a hanger from the rack and checked the clothing if it'll look good on her. She placed it before herself and faced the mirror. It's a dress. A plain-white short-sleeved dress with a black ribbon that serves as a belt. It looked really plain in her eyes and somehow, reminded her of her life – all textbooks, notebooks, sticky notes, and highlighters.

Is this it?

Sawako yelped in surprise when she saw Suzaku's head by the door through the mirror. She must've left her bedroom door opened, or was unable to close it properly. Still, it almost gave her a heart attack.

"Is that new? Looks elegant." The sole male of the Harukaze household commented. Somehow, what he said cheered her up.

"Really? Despite looking plain?"

Suzaku nodded. "Simplicity is beauty." And then he shrugged before leaving. His footsteps were slow and heavy as usual. Sawako wondered why she didn't notice the sound earlier.

Accepting her younger brother's reason, Sawako faced herself once more and nodded to herself as she fully agreed on the choice of clothing. Suzaku's a male, might be herbivore or carnivore, nevertheless, if the lad says it is elegant, then elegant it is. She'll take the compliment. Sawako took her time preparing. She truly wanted to look good – for the team.

She has spent the last two years of her high school watching and supporting Hitori and Suzaku in their tennis matches. And it was really hard for the remaining siblings. Their mother is an educator and it is understandable that most of their mother's time would be spent on planning lessons, teacher's meetings, and studying for her master's degree then. That's why, as moral and mental support, she and Kirin did their best to come and watch. However, the difference in their choices of a school became an obstacle. Hitori chose Kitagawa Daichi, while both Kirin and Suzaku studied at the Shintoku Middle School.

Sawako sighed for the umpteenth time. Kirin's and Suzaku's middle school was as bad as it good it is in sports. Non-academic wise, the school ranks on the top. Academically speaking, however, to their surprise, was that bad. The moment she learned that of the school's true reputation of being progressive but fails to accommodate the students properly in their education, Sawako took the gun and jump to prevent possible damage to the younger twins. She suggested that the two should transfer to Kitaichi or her school but both do not want to add any problems as they're already enrolled. The idea of processing important documents for school transfers was a hassle that they already knew but Suzaku told her that it's fine. They chose the school; they should be the ones shouldering the responsibility. Thus, the dilemma of being present in both matches.

Another sigh.


It took her hours but finally, she arrived at the Sendai gymnasium. It was lunchtime already and Sawako silently congratulated herself for eating out early. Although there are chances that she might get hungry in the middle of the match, she shrugged off the thought and focused on her current problem at hand.

Where are they?

The hall was crowded. Full of tracksuits in various colors, the school name stitched or printed on their backs mostly took the hallway. There are some, like hers, who came to support their favored team and joined the already crowded space. It is not her first time watching a volleyball match. Her childhood was spent on family alone and this includes supporting the pre-Karasuno team before their batch. Their grandfather, her mother's uncle, was a previous volleyball coach, and his son, was a player in the team. But in her high school years, this became a first.

Sawako contemplated on whether she contact Koushi or Kiyoko and ask where the hell were they but decided not to. Since it's her first time in a long time, it'll be their first time to see her on the bleachers. She wants to surprise them. Although, her existence in the gymnasium only happened because of a first-year's invitation.

She clutched on her tote bag as she looked every corner for a screaming black color. Alas, she found them on the second floor. Their bags were with them and it looked like they had just finished eating their lunch. She gulped her nervousness and stepped closer.

"Hey, you foolish crows."

Just as how she wanted it to be, they all looked at her in surprise. Although, the first years minus one, are confused and the second years looked at her with their mouth agape, except for the two. The third years, Kiyoko's missing, looked like they just saw a ghost.

"Sawako!"

"Haru-senpai!"

In the middle of their exclamations, there was one who almost drowns himself on a water bottle.

And suddenly, the nervousness that she felt for this first-time appearance crept in and sunk to bite her in the bone. Sawako immediately felt conscious of how she looked and what she looked at the team of crows. She became shy and her bold-face was gone. In response to their surprise, she waved at them meekly.

It was Daichi who approached her first and confusion was plastered on his face. "W-What… what are you doing here?"

She felt offended. But she understood. "W-What do you mean by that? Am I not allowed to be here?" She stuttered and almost bit her tongue as she tried to fight back.

"I didn't mean it that way. But you're here. In the gym. Where volleyball matches take place."

"So?"

Daichi immediately backs down. He went silent. She couldn't help but ask no matter how rude it may sound. Yet Daichi says nothing. After the father-figure retreated, the mother-figure pinched her cheeks hard.

"Am I dreaming?" Koushi's face looked blank but there was obvious happiness in his eyes. "Sawako came to watch our match?"

Irritated at his continuous pinching to question whether he's dreaming or not, Sawako slapped his hand away and pinched his cheek as a form of her revenge. "Yes, you are not dreaming. Is pinching my cheeks the answer to your sleep? If you want to know the answer, pinch your cheeks, Koushi, unless you want a slap instead."

"You're already doing it!"

Of course, the third-year line-up wouldn't be complete without the big man. Asahi looked really happy. "Wah, it really is Sawako. I can feel the verbal slap." He even clapped.

She became flustered at his statement. Is being absent from most of their matches a wrong thing? Of course not, but she concluded that it is because they are conditioned that she's MIA in their matches that they didn't see her coming. Which is actually happening. "Of course, I am me! Do you really want me here or not?!"

This is how their friendship works. Daichi would tell her something and she would retort back until he backs down and invoke his right to be silent. Once Daichi is defeated, the right-hand man would assault her with verbal, sometimes physical abuse through pinching cheeks, ruffling hair, and slapping her back. Sawako would not back down until she got her revenge on Koushi in the same way how he attacks. And when she finally got a hold of Koushi, the ever-so gentle Asahi, despite his build, would tell her something mild to avoid an attack from her. Most would just support her situation but sometimes, he would timidly attack and dodge her bullets like a pro. Out of the three, Koushi is physically wounded while Asahi would be saved.

Once the third years surprised by her sudden appearance died, she was once again stuck in such attention that she never felt before. The AsaDaiKou may have mellowed down and talked to themselves to give her space, and to talk behind her back, she was faced with two scrutinizing gazes of the two idiots. Sawako, since she met the new addition to the team last year, received love…

"Stop that, you two!"

… with their stare.

She nervously chuckled, tucking a strand at the back of her ear to compose herself. Surely, she already gave out an impression in the first years while she handles the reaction of AsaDaiKou. Sure, she may have known them already, Koushi was really talkative, but they do not know her at all.

Shall I introduce myself?

"H-Hello." She waved at them again.

And "Hello." They said, probably wondering who she is.

Sawako felt her nerves overwhelming her being. Especially that boy. He was looking at her as if it's the first time he had seen her yet there's a glint of something else in his eyes that gave it away. But Hinata-kun looked at her as if he already knew her. The freckled one just looked at her whereas the blond kid appears to not care at all. Still, she gave them a bow.

They must be Yamaguchi Tadashi-kun and Tsukishima Kei-kun.

"I'm Harukaze Sawako. A third year. I share the same class as Daichi and Koushi. And ah, I'm a relative. I came here to s-su-support the team."

She heard laughter from the trio. Sawako gritted her teeth and sent them a glare. Asahi, Daichi and Koushi sealed their lips immediately. Tanaka-kun and Nishinoya-kun looked at her in awe, while the rest of the second years looked delighted at the additional support on the bleacher. Makoto-kun and Taki-kun must've done a great job cheering at them on their previous match.

Sawako inwardly smiled to herself, no matter how defensive she may sound at her last statement. She did come here to support. The team, of course.

Her smile showed when she glanced at him. The confusion and questions will arise after this, but for now, she fulfilled a promise.

"I made it." She said in a small voice. Her heads up as she looked back at his blue orbs.

And he nodded in response. His face remained blank, no sign of pink appeared on his cheeks, save for the ones on the tips of his ears. "Yeah."


note:

hello!

i have a confession to make: this may not be the first time that i am able to update regularly (weekly) but this is the first time that i continuously write everyday. imagine my surprise when i was finally able to finalize the chapter ideas. so yeah, this fanfic - it's over. and it's still january!

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