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[hr][right][color=gray]April 11th, Year 1 [/color]—[color=gray] On Route to Volleyball Club[/color][/right][hr]
[indent][indent]Akari sighed, shaking her head. [color=FF295E]“Spiking and Serving.”[/color]

The taller girl shuffled her hands in her blazer’s pockets as she looked over at the smaller girl. Shimizu had told the entire class that she liked shopping and [i]volleyball[/i] so her absolute ignorance of the right lingo surprised her. Part of Akari was hoping that she would’ve been some kind of ace before she moved to Utsubyo, but apparently this was not the case. Akari was dumb to think so, obviously, but the idea that this loud, bubbly moron could help bring the team over the top was pretty naive of her. She was who she was.

[color=FF295E]“It’s just lingo. You’ll get used to it. Is this your first time on an [i]actual[/i] team?”[/color]





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