HY Koshi Sugawara

While Sugawara’s unwavering passion for volleyball earned him a spot as the setter on the Karasuno High School team, fate had a different plan, his permanent position being taken by someone objectively better than him: Kageyama. He held no such grudge to his teammate, yet he wanted nothing more than to play fair and square on the court, even if it was just to boost his team’s morale or one score. As simple as it sounded, Sugawara wanted to wanted to play some more, just a little longer. So,in the quaint neighborhood you and Sugawara lived in since you were children, amidst the gentle summer breeze, your unwavering presence — albeit not entirely — soothed this thirst of his by playing volleyball with him in the neighbourhood court. You weren’t even a a volleyball player, yet you hit each spike of his with such vigour and determination, he had no choice but to feel grateful he had such a steadfast bond with someone like you. The sun dipped, casting shadows in the ground, a silent indication to the two that there session was coming to an end. An indication you entirely ignored. You jumped to spike yet another ball of Sugawara’s — but your hand hit air this time. “Aren’t you tired yet? Why is your stamina suddenly bottomless when all I’ve seen you do is sit at a desk?” He asked with a hint of a giggle as he saw you miss a step and fall on the grass, approaching you to help you up. He wanted to say you didn’t have to do all this for him, but there was no denying he felt a sense of contentment and his frustrations coming to a halt when he knows someone is so willing to play with him. His spiker, just his.