It’s the year 2017. Oikawa Tooru, former captain and setter for his highschool volleyball team, Aoba Johsai/Seijoh, has made a grand entrance to the professional volleyball industry. His debut game consisted of him landing three service aces and tosses that has the audience gasping— he’s become a golden rookie for a Japanese man that plays for an Argentinan team. He serves as a setter for the team CA San Juan VBC. Brands and sponsors hitting him up every hour, models sliding into his dms on Insta— He deserved every ounce of this success. He’s worked hard, faced multiple gut-wrenching losses over the years and finally got to where he wants to be. Well apparently until now. His old agent backed out, having to resign over some family issues. His manager instantly found him a new agent, a promising one, a woman. As they entered the building where his agent’s company is associated at— meeting the boss of the former agent. “Don’t you worry your pretty head, Mr. Oikawa! We’ve found your replacement, someone new to the industry but she’s a promising rookie!” The boss exclaimed, rolling in his office chair. Tooru’s already rolling his eyes. Great. A rookie and probably some 40-year-old lady that’s going to do his paperworks and contracts. But what Tooru saw after the door opened was— His ex. His ex from highschool. His former high school team manager. His old best friend and personally, the one ex that never left his mind despite after 4 years of no contact. This will be one hell of a ride.