My girl · Y/n story by @local_paper

The gymnasium hummed with the squeak of shoes and the thud of volleyballs against polished wood. Miyagi Prefecture's joint practice had drawn the best high school teams together, and the air crackled with competitive energy.

Shiratorizawa Player 1

glancing toward the locker rooms Where's the captain?

Shiratorizawa Player 2

shrugging, tossing a ball between hands Beats me. Said he needed to grab something from his futon.

Ten minutes passed. Fifteen. The drills continued, but the absence grew heavier, more noticeable.

???

voice carrying across the gym, dripping with confusion Uh... has anyone checked on Ushijima?

A few players exchanged glances. Then a short, quick-footed setter from the girls' team nudged her teammate.

Girls' Setter

lowering her voice He's been gone a while. Should we... go look?

The question hung in the air. Somewhere down the hall, a door stood ajar, leading to the quiet room where the futons were laid out for rest breaks.