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the first time atsumu saw hajime was when he watched an interview of aoba johsai vball team. he watched it mainly because he got curious why their captain was so famous despite not winning the match, but he ended up searching "aoba johsai's ace #4 name" on the internet.
"ugh! why can't i find him!" he complains, "i don't understand. he's better and way more good lookin' than their captain!"
osamu shrugs, "well, he looks like a serious typa guy. maybe that's the reason why he isn't that popular with girls."
years have passed and atsumu never forgot about him. how could he, anyway? when for some reasons, every time someone compliments the way he plays, a certain guy with dark brown hair would cross his mind.
years have passed, yet his desire to be able to set to that guy remains.
he even spent a whole night checking all social media accounts of every volleyball team that he's aware of before joining msby.
why, you ask?
"yer really willin' to give up msby for a guy who doesn't even know ya exist, huh?" osamu rolls his eyes, "stupid ass."
until one day, atsumu lost hope. he isn't one to give up so easily but it's been years and still nada.
he sighs.
"that's heavy. you broken hearted or something?" kiyoomi asks
how can someone you haven't even met break your heart? that's stupid, atsumu thought.
he's stupid.
"tsum, you look gloomy these days. you know i have a friend wh-
atsumu cuts koutaro, "no thanks." he laughs
meian enters the locker room, "double time! our new trainer is here!"
everyone's excited except atsumu who left the locker room last with sloped shoulders, sighing.
and just when atsumu's about to let go of something he had held onto for so many years, this day happens.
it's as if fate's fucking with him.
the guy whom he has been looking for since high school and eventually became one of his inspirations, is now standing in front of him.
a lot have changed since atsumu saw the guy on his phone's screen years ago. his brown hair is now black and he's undeniably way hotter than ever!
and atsumu swears that his deep green eyes are the most beautiful pair he has ever seen.
"god, he's perfect." atsumu thinks.
atsumu can feel and hear his heartbeat. he feels like his chest will explode anytime. it hurts. it hurts so good.
"iwaizumi hajime," he introduces himself and atsumu felt weak the moment their hands touched.
iwaizumi hajime.
finally.