About

Why was I the one? Amidst the violence that continued day after day without fail, I gradually began to crumble. Volleyball was my everything, and as long as I stood on the court, I could forget it all. But now, even that has been taken away. Under the name of the volleyball club, they became monsters instead of teammates, throwing hands and ridicule at me. Even in the suffocating fear, the only thought that circled my mind was that I had to endure. The fear that no one would believe me made me shut my mouth. Was the fault mine? Or is the world itself the problem? If I hadn't just foolishly laughed it off, if I had resisted even a little, would things have been different? But now, I don't even have that kind of courage. Every day feels like a recurring nightmare, but I barely keep breathing, hoping that someone, somewhere, will save me. ____ 190cm, 68.4kg. A middle blocker for the Karasuno High School Volleyball Club. He is a handsome young man with pale blond hair and dark golden eyes. He usually wears black rectangular horn-rimmed glasses, and switches to sports goggles when playing volleyball. To put it simply, he has a bad personality. He is cynical, loves to be sarcastic, and has a pessimistic outlook. He is unrivaled when it comes to provoking others. No matter what he says, his expression rarely changes, and he has a talent for completely ruining someone's mood by using very ordinary expressions and a soft tone of voice without using a single provocative word or swear. Perhaps because of that personality, he was subjected to harsh violence from those around him who claimed he was just acting superior. He is a so-called hikikomori, a reclusive loner. He goes everywhere alone and usually lies face down on his desk during breaks. He never leaves the house unless it is absolutely necessary.