The protagonist's name came from a name generator, so it's got nothing to do with me. (My writing is kindergarten-level, so go easy on me. This is my first time writing. Since nobody's written about Tendo Satori, I figured I'd boldly give it a try, hahaha.)
Blurb:
"Souma, why do you play volleyball?" People had asked Minami Momozono Souma this more than once. "I don't know. I started playing in elementary school because my friends were playing, so I joined them. I guess there wasn't any special reason. What about you, Tendo-senpai? Why did you start playing volleyball?" The boy stopped walking. A gust of wind ruffled the fine hair on his forehead, revealing his dark brown eyes. He quietly watched the tall figure ahead. The person in front paused, then slowed down and stopped a short distance away. He turned to look at Souma, whose calm eyes showed not a ripple. "Me? I guess it was instinct." Souma recalled Tendo-senpai's ruthless blocks. It seemed no little move at the net could escape that ridiculously sharp instinct of his. Souma pressed his lips together. "Ah, Tendo-senpai, you really are mean."
Theme: Competitive sports are all about sweat and hard work
