When he was six, a boy made a pinky promise with his playmate. "When we're older, Harukawa, you have to be my bride."
Seventeen-year-old Kōtarō Bokuto could never forget the girl lying in a pool of blood. From then on, he began avoiding anything that reminded him of Harukawa.
Back when he first enrolled, Keiji Akaashi had heard Akinori Konoha mention that the volleyball club's third female manager had taken a year off school for health reasons and hadn't attended classes. He didn't meet the manager until his second year. Perhaps because of a car accident, a scar ran down from her neck, hidden beneath her collar.
"Huh? Why does Fukurodani get to have three pretty managers?" Taketora Yamamoto grumbled, glancing at the managers on the sidelines. Kuroo Tetsurou leaned beside Keiji Akaashi and asked, "Could she be that guy Bokuto's girlfriend?"
Akaashi broke into a cold sweat at the question. Those two idiots had a crush on each other, but could they really figure out how the other felt?
When the Karasuno team looked over, Harukawa Momozu was crouched down, holding Kōtarō Bokuto's water bottle as she adjusted his kneepads for him.
"Rather than being Fukurodani's manager, Harukawa is more like Bokuto's personal manager!"
Theme: The growth and romance of young men and women.
Looks good, looking forward to the follow-up