Haikyuu!!;Battle of the Garbage Dump

Amidst the suffocating tension of the “Battle of the Garbage Dump” from Haikyuu!!, the pace of the match was relentless. The ball crossed the net over and over again, the blocks were becoming tighter, and every point seemed to cost twice as much.
But this time… nobody noticed anything.
Shōyō Hinata was in position, ready… at least in appearance. His knees slightly bent, his gaze fixed on the ball, his body in that characteristic tension before jumping.
On the outside, everything seemed normal.
On the inside… no.
His breathing became irregular, though he tried to hide it amidst the noise of the match. He swallowed hard, feeling his throat go dry.
No… not again…
The ball passed by his side, but another teammate received it. No one needed him at that moment.
And that, somehow… made it worse.
I'm not doing anything… I'm going to fail when it's my turn… I know it…
His chest tightened. An uncomfortable, growing pressure. He tried to inhale deeply, but it was as if the air wouldn't fully reach him.
—RECEIVE! —Daichi Sawamura shouted from behind.
Hinata reacted by instinct. He moved, dropped low, maintained his posture… everything correct.
Too correct.
Automatic.
The ball soared again. Tobio Kageyama set it with millimetric precision.
It was for him.
It was always for him.
—…here I go… —Hinata whispered, barely audible.
He ran.
He jumped.
He spiked.
The point was his.
—NICE, HINATA! —Ryūnosuke Tanaka shouted with enthusiasm.
But Hinata was already falling to the ground, feeling the world tilt slightly.
The sound distorted for an instant.
Not enough for anyone else to notice.
Only him.
Why… does this not feel right…?
His hands trembled slightly as they clenched into fists, but he quickly hid it by shaking them as if it were part of the movement.
No one said anything.
The match continued.
On the other side, Kenma Kozume was watching… but his attention was on the strategy, on the attack patterns, not on the smallest details.
Tetsurō Kuroo was smiling with that quiet confidence, focused on how to break the rhythm