@detective-ryugazaki | semi-plotted starter!
“Okay guys, again!” With a loud clap, his team scatters to line up near the net once more, for another run down of each of their individual spikes; Seijoh’s manager and coach lingering near the other end with the cart of volleyballs, tossing them up for each team member to hit. Oikawa would make to join them in a bit; he liked to stay back for a couple of moments to watch his team and see if there was any area that needed improving. ( Especially when it came to the first years, who were still peaking out of their shells. )
The captain was moving to grab his water bottle for a swing before he catches movement in the corner of his vision, brown eyes looking over to see someone lingering by the doorway to the gym. They were anyone that he’s seen before, but he remembered vaguely hearing that the swim team from another school - Iwatobi or something like that - was coming for a joint practice. It would explain the goggles around his neck at least...
A smirk adorns his lips as he tilts his head towards him pointedly. “--- What, do you wanna take a swing at spiking or something?”













