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#10 had black, wavy hair and the kind of build that made it obvious he played seriously. Taller than average, shoulders broad beneath the warm-up jacket, surgical mask pulled halfway down like he'd forgotten it was there.
Atsumu recognized him a second before the number clicked into place—Kiyoomi Sakusa. One of the top three aces in the country.
Huh. So that was what he looked like up close. He didn't seem especially loud or intimidating. If anything, he looked detached, like he'd rather be somewhere else entirely.
That, more than anything, caught Atsumu's attention.
OR: Atsumu’s first "crush" turns into his first heartbreak, into his eventual teammate, and into a secret he’s not supposed to keep.