Under the gentle caress of dawn's golden hues, (y/n) meandered through the awakening school grounds alongside Hinata. The air bore a certain freshness, punctuated by the visible puffs of breath they shared in the brisk morning air. As they ambled, the hushed murmur of their footsteps was joined by the sudden appearance of one of Hinata's friends.

With a greeting that carried the camaraderie of shared memories, the trio found themselves entangled in a spontaneous conversation, a blend of nostalgia and newfound tales. Laughter echoed through the quiet corridors as they revisited the days of middle school, each anecdote painting a vivid picture of the spirited, orange-haired ball of energy that was Hinata.

Caught in the ebb and flow of their banter, (y/n) couldn't help but pick up on the subtle notes of loneliness that had threaded through Hinata's past. The animated tales of middle school volleyball seemed to carry both the warmth of camaraderie and the chill of solitude, and in those moments of reflection, (y/n) found a newfound appreciation for the vibrant spirit that now walked beside her.

In the middle of their morning stroll, just as the sun began to illuminate the school with its full radiance, a voice, as melodic as the early birds, called out to (y/n) and Hinata. It was Kiyoko, the team's dedicated manager, her presence weaving a sense of responsibility into the lightness of their banter.

"Hinata, (y/n)," Kiyoko's voice carried a subtle authority, "don't forget to swing by the gym after classes. We need to get your measurements for the tournament pamphlet."

Her words injected a sense of purpose into the day, a reminder that beyond the camaraderie and laughter, there were preparations to be made for the upcoming tournament. Hinata's eyes lit up with excitement, eager to be part of the tangible elements that marked their journey.

As they bid farewell to Hinata's friend, the conversation shifted to anticipation. "I wonder if they'll put our pictures in there too," Hinata mused, a gleam of childlike wonder in his eyes.

(Y/n) chuckled, "Probably, along with some dramatic captions about our killer spikes and incredible receives."

Hinata's grin widened at the thought. "We're gonna be famous!"

Out of the bustling school corridor, Kageyama materialized almost like an apparition, his competitive spirit evident in the spark in his eyes. Without preamble, he issued a challenge to Hinata, as though the day wouldn't be complete without a showdown.

"(Y/n)-san" - Hinata turned, a mischievous glint in his eyes - "get ready to witness greatness!"

The challenge, a perennial struggle between the two, erupted into their usual banter. (Y/n) stood at the sidelines, a spectator to this daily drama. Their bickering, like a familiar melody, echoed in the hallway, drawing a few curious glances from passing students.

Hinata, ever animated, pointed skyward, boasting about his impending victory. Kageyama, the epitome of stoicism, merely raised an eyebrow in response. The challenge wasn't just a contest of height; it was a testament to their unyielding rivalry and the heartbeat of their dynamic partnership on the court.

As they continued to exchange heated words, (y/n) couldn't help but marvel at how seamlessly this ritual fit into the fabric of their daily lives. It was a performance, a dance of rivalry that played out with the regularity of clockwork, and yet, its charm never diminished.

The group walked through the corridor, enveloped in the ebb and flow of their banter. The challenge might have been inconsequential in the grand scheme of things, but it was these seemingly trivial moments that added the hues to the canvas of their high school memories.

As the final bell echoed through the corridors, (y/n) found herself in the company of Tsukishima and Yamaguchi, the trio navigating the school's familiar hallways. Amid the casual chatter about impending tests and the burden of homework, there was a sense of camaraderie that transcended the academic banter.

The sunlight streaming through the windows cast a warm glow, creating a serene ambiance as they walked. Tsukishima, true to his nature, injected a touch of dry humor into the conversation, commenting on the inevitability of academic responsibilities. Yamaguchi, with his trademark sincerity, nodded along, occasionally adding a self-deprecating remark about the challenges of keeping up with the coursework.

(Y/n), ever the glue that bound disparate personalities, contributed her own anecdotes, perhaps lightening the academic mood with a well-timed joke or sharing a clever strategy for studying. The conversation flowed seamlessly, a blend of academic concerns and shared laughter, a snapshot of the ordinary moments that marked their journey through high school.

As they approached the gymnasium, the distant echoes of balls bouncing on the floor and muffled cheers hinted at the activities within. The transition from academic musings to the realm of sports brought a subtle shift in the atmosphere. The upcoming measurements and tournament preparations were now on the horizon, and the trio entered the gym with a shared sense of anticipation.

As the gymnasium transformed into a makeshift height-measuring station, the lighthearted banter among the volleyball team escalated into a full-fledged comedy.

Hinata, sporting a grin as wide as the net, proudly proclaimed his growth of 55/100ths of an inch, ceremoniously reaching the milestone of 5'5". Yamaguchi, not to be outdone, chimed in with his own numerical victory, standing at 5'10" and three-quarters, a height that he could conveniently round up to 5'11". Hinata, in a sudden bout of height-envy, pondered the nuances of rounding up and wished for such a privilege.

(Y/n), observing the spectacle, interjected with a sensible question, wondering aloud about the significance of this height competition. The gym echoed with laughter, the absurdity of the situation not lost on her.

Kageyama, casually walking by with a demeanor unfazed by the height debate, was inevitably dragged into the discourse. Yamaguchi, with a mischievous glint in his eye, inquired about Kageyama's newly attained height. The setter, with nonchalant ease, declared himself 5'11" and a half, an announcement that triggered Hinata's mental arithmetic.

Yamaguchi, seizing the opportunity, playfully suggested that Kageyama could now round up to 6'. The ensuing bickering between Hinata and Kageyama became a spectacle of epic proportions, their animated gestures and exclamations echoing through the gym.

Amidst the chaos, (y/n) couldn't stifle her laughter, tears welling up in her eyes from the sheer amusement of it all. Even Yamaguchi found himself caught in a fit of laughter, thoroughly entertained by Hinata's newfound talent for memorizing heights.

Ennoshita, adding his comedic touch to the scene, humorously remarked on Hinata's sudden prowess in mathematics. The absurdity reached new heights, figuratively and literally.

(Y/n), with a lighthearted demeanor, took a glance at Kiyoko's notes, proclaiming Tsukishima's height to be a towering 6'3". Yamaguchi, with an impressed expression, suspected that Tsukishima might have undergone another growth spurt.

Hinata, now sprawled on the floor in mock despair, Tanaka grumbling about Tsukishima's ever-increasing stature, and the third years observing with a mix of confusion and amusement, the gymnasium had transformed into a theater of absurdity, a momentary escape from the rigors of volleyball and the impending tournament.

With Kiyoko enforcing a semblance of order, the chaotic comedy show seamlessly transitioned into a more organized spectacle—the running-jump height check.

One by one, the players approached the basketball hoop, each attempting to defy gravity in a bid to reach new heights. The gymnasium echoed with the thud of landing feet and the occasional triumphant cheer.

Yachi and (y/n), armed with measuring tools, meticulously noted the points where the boys' fingertips grazed, capturing the tangible evidence of their airborne endeavors. The atmosphere shifted as competitiveness took hold, the usually jovial banter giving way to an unspoken challenge.

When it was Hinata's turn, an almost palpable tension settled in the air. The gym fell silent, the players keen on seeing if the "Little Giant" could truly soar to new heights. With a burst of energy, Hinata leaped, defying expectations as he reached a height comparable to Asahi, causing a momentary unease for the usually towering ace.

However, Kageyama, with his trademark determination, ascended even higher, clinching the victory in their unspoken competition. The gym erupted in cheers and playful jeers, the intensity of the moment dissolving into good-natured laughter.

As Yachi and (y/n) finalized the measurements, capturing the snapshot of each player's vertical prowess, the mood lightened. The gymnasium, once a battleground of absurdity, transformed into a space of camaraderie and shared achievement.

Just as the players were catching their breaths and exchanging triumphant high-fives, the sudden entrance of Coach Takeda brought a halt to the festivities, leaving everyone curious about the interruption and eager to discover the reason behind the unexpected visit.