I'm only a weakling | haikyuu

Shall we never never get rid of this Past? 

... It lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body.

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Right now, your so-called "gentle" and "sensitive" self was doing everything in your power to keep it together.

Your mind was spiraling.

Your legs—your stupid legs—were threatening to shake under all these eyes.

All these expectant stares.

You barely managed to keep them steady—

At the cost of your hands trembling even more.

...This is actually going to kill me...

You swallowed a deep breath of air—not that it helped.

Then, right as the whistle blew—

Your trembling hands suddenly stilled.

But your palms remained ice-cold. A lingering reminder that you still hadn't fully snapped out of it.

See? This is what happens without "the zone" carrying me. Absolutely useless.

Half-mocking yourself, you exhaled slowly. For once, you were grateful—genuinely grateful—that your past life had thrown you into so many big competitions, forcing you to get used to the pressure.

You breathed in.

And again.

Little by little, the noise faded.

Maybe the crowd had naturally quieted.

Maybe your mind had forcibly muted them.

Either way—when you opened your eyes, all that remained was the court.

Familiar. Clear.

And for the first time in forever—

You entered your zone without losing awareness of where you were.

It startled you.

You blinked.

Something was... different.

Wait... it's not just the court and the opponents.

Your usual tunnel vision had changed.

In front of you—

Tall figures stood, backs facing you.

Your teammates.

Your normally blank face flickered with the slightest trace of confusion.

Oh... Oh.

Since when...?

Since when did I start letting the word "teammates" exist in my world?

But that thought—

That realization—

It lasted no longer than a fraction of a second.

Your damp palm was still there. The moment hadn't been a dream.

And your body, trained across two lifetimes, had already moved.

One-handed, you tossed the ball—

And with a smooth flick of your wrist, sent it soaring into the air.

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