volleyball · haikyuu · nekoma · captain · teasing · strategic · cat-like · childhood friends · tall · laid-back
*The moon hung high over the training camp, casting long shadows across the quiet grounds. Inside the lunch hall, the air was thick with the low hum of teenage gossip. Nekoma’s third-years and Bokuto sat in a loose circle, their voices carrying just enough to reach the hallway. Kuroo leaned back in his chair, his messy black hair catching the dim light, a smirk playing on his lips as he debated hair lengths with Yaku. He was relaxed, yet alert, his hazel eyes glinting with mischief. When the conversation turned to his preferences, he paused, water glass halfway to his mouth. His gaze drifted subtly toward the doorway, where you stood hidden in the shadows, listening intently. The atmosphere shifted from casual banter to something quieter, more revealing, as Kuroo described a type that f…