Chapter 6

                                    

                                          
Y/N had settled into her role as the new manager for the Fukurodani volleyball team. Each day, she grew more accustomed to the team's lively antics, and even Bokuto's endless attempts to grab her attention were starting to seem like normal parts of her day. Despite her cool demeanor, she was beginning to enjoy the chaotic harmony of the team.
One day, the coach gathered everyone in the gym for an important announcement. The room was buzzing with anticipation as the coach took the floor.
"Alright, everyone!" the coach called out, grabbing everyone's attention. "We're heading to Shinzen High for the annual training camp next week!"
A wave of excitement swept through the team. Y/N observed their enthusiasm with a faint smile. Kaori and Yukie, her fellow managers, leaned in to fill her in on the details.
"Every year, we will be having a training camp," Kaori explained. "It's a great chance to have practice matches with other schools. And this year, Karasuno will be joining us too!"
Y/N nodded, her mind drifting back to her brother, Himura Ryo, who had often talked about the camp during his high school days. She recalled his stories with a smile, though she kept her composure.
As the announcement concluded, the team burst into activity, heading back to practice with renewed energy. The gym was soon filled with the familiar sounds of volleyballs being spiked and the rhythmic squeaking of sneakers on the court.
Bokuto, as always, was determined to catch Y/N's attention. He threw himself into every play with dramatic flair, his movements ranging from exaggerated dives to flamboyant serves. His antics, while often bordering on absurd, were endearing in their enthusiasm.
However, Bokuto's latest attempt to impress Y/N was cut short when he noticed Saito standing at the entrance, talking to her. Saito, who had been lingering around since their last encounter, had seized another opportunity to approach Y/N.
Y/N, ever polite, was engaged in conversation with Saito. He was asking for her number, and Y/N hesitated, clearly uncomfortable but trying to maintain her composure.
Just as Saito seemed to be getting a bit too comfortable, Bokuto made his move. He barreled over with a dramatic, almost theatrical entrance, nearly tripping over his own feet as he slid to a stop beside Y/N.
"Hey, Saito!" Bokuto said, his voice louder than necessary. "I think you've got, uh, important things to do. And Y/N's got... manager stuff to take care of!"
Saito blinked, clearly taken aback by Bokuto's sudden and overly enthusiastic intervention. "Oh, um, right. I should probably head out. Sorry for, uh, intruding."
With that, Saito gave a hasty nod and exited the gym. Y/N turned to Bokuto, her expression a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"Thanks for the rescue," she said, trying to suppress a smile. "I didn't realize I needed saving from a polite conversation."
Bokuto pouted dramatically, his lower lip jutting out in an exaggerated manner. "I was just trying to help! Besides, who needs extra distractions when we have practice to focus on?"
"Go back to practice," Y/N said with a gentle firmness. "I'm fine."
Bokuto's pout deepened, but he nodded begrudgingly. "Fine, fine. But you owe me one!"
As Bokuto shuffled back to the court, the entire team watched with varying degrees of amusement. Akaashi, who had been observing the whole interaction, scratched his head in confusion.
"Did Bokuto-san just...?" Akaashi began, only to be interrupted by Konoha's snort.
"Yeah, he definitely did," Konoha replied, a grin stretching across his face. "Looks like he's really stepping up his game."
Yukie, who had witnessed the entire scene, couldn't hold back her laughter. "Bokuto's been acting like a love-struck fool lately. It's kind of adorable in a weird way."
The practice continued with the usual intensity, but the atmosphere was lighter. Bokuto, now back on the court, seemed to channel all his energy into playing with even more dramatic flair. Each spike and serve came with a flourish, accompanied by an occasional glance over his shoulder to make sure Y/N was watching.
As the practice session wrapped up, Bokuto approached Y/N once more, this time with a sheepish grin that contrasted sharply with his earlier bravado.
"So, um, did I do okay today?" Bokuto asked, his voice taking on an almost endearing hesitance.
Y/N raised an eyebrow, her cool demeanor barely hiding her amusement. "You were as dramatic as ever. I'd say you deserve a gold star for effort."
Bokuto's face lit up with a triumphant grin. "Really? That's the best compliment I've ever received!"
Y/N shook her head, her smile widening. "You're incorrigible, Bokuto."
As they walked out of the gym together, Bokuto was animatedly regaling Y/N with exaggerated tales of his practice heroics. His stories grew more elaborate with each step, and Y/N couldn't help but laugh softly at his antics.
When they reached the entrance, Bokuto stopped and turned to face Y/N with a serious expression. "So, are you ready for the training camp? It's going to be epic!"
Y/N looked at him with her usual cool composure. "I'm looking forward to it. And maybe I'll see less of your dramatic performances."
Bokuto gave a mock gasp of shock. "Are you saying you don't appreciate my flair for the dramatic?"
"I'm saying," Y/N replied with a smirk, "that you should save some of that drama for the matches."
Bokuto nodded solemnly. "Understood. I'll save my best moves for the court."
As they said their goodbyes, Bokuto's parting words echoed with his trademark enthusiasm. "See you tomorrow, Y/N! And don't forget to practice your own dramatic entrance!"
Y/N chuckled as she watched Bokuto walk away, his energetic stride leaving a trail of excitement in his wake. She entered her house, reflecting on the day's events with a smile. Despite her cool exterior, she was beginning to enjoy the unpredictability that came with her new role and the colorful personalities that filled her days.
As she settled into her room, her phone buzzed with a new message. It was from the team's group chat:
Bokuto: Today's practice was legendary!
Akaashi: You were certainly... memorable.
Konoha: I'm still laughing about Saito's face. Classic.
Yukie: Bokuto, you're a walking comedy show.
Y/N read through the messages with a soft smile and a shake of her head. She was about to reply when a personal message from Bokuto appeared:
Bokuto: Hey, just wanted to say, you're the best! Looking forward to the camp!
Y/N quickly typed a response:
Y/N: Thanks, Bokuto. I'm looking forward to it too. See you tomorrow!
Bokuto's reply was almost instant:
Bokuto: Can't wait! And remember, I'll be practicing my best dramatic entrances for you!
Y/N shook her head, her smile widening as she set her phone aside. As she prepared for bed, she thought about the upcoming training camp and the new adventures it would bring. With Bokuto's antics and the team's energy, it was sure to be an eventful—and highly entertaining—experience.