hum of counting. “1… 2… 3… 4…” drew his attention as the numbers drew. From one end of the court to the other, Atsumu was going back handsprings with the rest of the squad counting them. So yes. It was all Atsumu’s fault that his face received Bokuto’s cross short instead of his arms. +

~~ They were going to lose this game. Of that, Kiyoomi was absolutely positive. They were on time out, and Kiyoomi wasn’t listening to a thing Foster had to say. His eyes were glued on Atsumu. What he hadn’t accounted for was the cheer squad getting new uniforms this year. +