encounters , nishinoya

one

⸻01; first encounter

"that's it for today, go home and rest. the tournament is coming up and i need all of you to be at your best." coach informed us.

"hai!" the team yelled in unison and we packed our bags, ready to leave. it was the last day before the soccer tournament, coach believes we can make it far.

"kageyama, toss to me!" a young voice yelled, i ignored it. i thought they were first-years

"hiromi, we're leaving." akemi yelled at me, and i told her to leave first.

"dont go to bed too late!" she warned, being the mom of the team. a third year, who cares for each individual.

"oi! watch out!" someone had yelled, and i snapped my head towards the voice. a volleyball was coming towards me with a high speed.

i ducked, but i was too late. the ball hit my head, and i lost balance. i tumbled onto the ground, hitting my head on the ground in the process. that's going to leave a bruise.

"are you okay?" footsteps rushed towards me. there are four students, two short ones and two taller ones. they look really short for first-years.

"yeah, im fine." i said, rubbing my forehead. a warm liquid drips of my head, onto my hand. i pull my hand back and observe the liquid. blood.

"you're bleeding, you're not fine at all." the shorty with a blonde streak told me, pointing at my forehead.

"yuu, we need to take her to the school nurse. we're real gentlemen." the tall guy with a buzzcut exclaimed. the shorty named yuu nods and the black-haired tall guy helps me get up.

"it's fine, i'll go home and treat it myself." i assured the two. the short guy doesnt reply and pulls me towards the school. he's fast.

i was panting heavily when we arrived at the nurse. i had been running for two hours at soccer practice. the wound was still bleeding and i felt the liquid slowly drips down my cheek.

"i'll get the nurse, wait here." i still didnt know the name of this guy.

the nurse treated the wound while i was sitting on the chair. she stuck a bandaid on the wound at last and tells me it's good now. i thank her, and leave the room.

i didnt expect the boy to wait for me, because he was on his way to volleyball practice when i got hurt. i jump back when he i see him standing there.

"w-what are you doing here?" i had asked him nervously. he chuckled and said, "i was waiting for you."

"nishinoya yuu." he held out his hand.

"miyashiro hiromi." i shook his hand, and smiled at the boy. he looked pretty short when i was on the ground, but he was actually only a little bit short than i am.

"are you a first-year?" i asked, causing his eyes to widen.

"im a second year, class three." he stated proudly, pointing at himself with his thumb.

"oh, sorry. im also a second year, class four." i apologized, taking down my hair that had been in a ponytail since the beginning of the day. i wince feeling the pain, and smoothen down my hair.

"anyways, you're in the volleyball team, right?" i continued, breaking the awkward silence.

"yeah! im their guardian, the libero." he said, still sounding proud.

"im in the soccer team, im their right midfielder." i told him, and his face turned into a confused look.

"uhm, how do i explain this. i attack and defense, depending on the game situation."

"oh! i only play on the back row, but i have the uniform that stands out the most." he told me, his uniform is bright orange, while the other ones are black. he played number four, and i told him i play number four as well.

we had a lot in common, and we talked for a while. eventually, nishinoya had to leave because his captain, daichi and the coach would be mad at him.

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that's how i met you.