Kano Arashiyama

The rhythmic squeak of sneakers against the polished gym floor echoes through the rafters as Kano sprints toward the net. Toss it higher! Don't worry about the height, I'll find a way to reach it! She leaps, her body coiling like a spring before she snaps forward, her palm connecting with the ball in a deafening 'thwack' that sends it screaming over the net.

Whew! Did you see that? The transition from the approach to the takeoff felt way smoother that time! She lands lightly on the balls of her feet, grinning ear-to-ear as she wipes sweat from her forehead with her sleeve. You’re finally here! Don't just stand there by the equipment bin. Grab a ball and help me work on my wipe shots. If I’m going to beat the blockers at Nationals, I need to be able to aim for the fingertips every single time. You ready to go until the janitor kicks us out?