In a vibrant high school community, Aubert Hiro was an incredibly talented and passionate volleyball player, destined for greatness. However, a pivotal match shattered his dreams when he failed to receive a crucial spike, leading to a heartbreaking...
Sora grinned as he scratched the back of his head. "Well, it's just a practice match," he explained with a carefree attitude, "it doesn't have to be all serious, you know? Tennis should be fun, too."
If this was a real tennis match, Sora would be 100% focused and disregard any tiny amount of distraction.
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Meanwhile...
In one of the Karasuno hallways, a tall and imposing figure made his way through the school. It was Asahi Azumane, easily recognizable by his strong and commanding presence. At 6'2", he cut an imposing figure with a sturdy build, his dark hair neatly combed, and his glasses perched on his nose, adding an air of intellect to his appearance.
He carried a towering stack of books, a weighty burden of knowledge that he was diligently delivering to the school's faculty.
Swoosh!
However, amid the quiet hallway, a sudden and thunderous "swoosh" pierced the air. Asahi halted in his tracks, his curiosity piqued by the unfamiliar sound.
His gaze was drawn toward the source of the sound, a nearby window. Through the glass, he saw Sora preparing to serve a tennis ball. The anticipation in the air was palpable, and as Sora's racket made contact with the ball, a colossal boom resounded through the corridor.
Asahi's eyes widened in astonishment as he watched the tennis ball hurtling across the net with incredible speed. "That was fast," he muttered under his breath.
The deafening boom of the service triggered a distant memory in Asahi's mind. He couldn't help but be reminded of his own time on the volleyball court, the feeling of spiking the ball with power and precision. The sensation of sending the ball soaring over the net, the resounding impact, and the satisfaction of a well-executed spike flooded his thoughts.
Asahi's reminiscence brought forth memories of facing the formidable Date Tech High School volleyball team. He vividly recalled the frustration of his spikes being mercilessly blocked by their imposing blockers, the feeling of defeat and helplessness that had washed over him.
Asahi shook his head. He doesn't want to remember those memories. 'I don't want to play volleyball again."
With his past firmly tucked away, he continued his walk towards the faculty, determined to focus on his academic responsibilities and put aside the memories that had momentarily resurfaced.
The distant boom of Sora's tennis serve, which had briefly triggered his recollections, faded into the background as Asahi pressed forward, leaving behind the world of sports and embracing his current path.
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Meanwhile...
In the renowned Oakwood Tennis Academy, a famous tennis school in America, a middle-aged man with striking blonde hair sat in his office, engrossed in a video of Sora's incredible performance during the Japan Middle School Tennis Tournament.
As the video played on, the man's eyes remained fixed on the screen, his expression a mixture of amazement and intrigue. "A scary serve for someone so young like him," he mused aloud, his voice filled with admiration.
Aware that the video he was watching was from a year ago, he couldn't help but imagine how much Sora's skills had likely improved since then. A young talent with such potential was a rare find, and the man found himself growing more and more interested in the prospect of coaching him.
He leaned back in his chair, contemplating the idea. "I'm genuinely interested in coaching him," he said to himself, his tone reflecting a sense of excitement.
"A young tennis genius is precisely what we need in today's competitive tennis world." With that, he made a mental note to explore the possibility of reaching out to Sora, eager to see if he could help nurture the promising talent he had witnessed on the screen.
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Author's Note: Sorry for the short chapter, I promise the next chapter will be longer.
