baseball · haikyuu universe · arrogant · strategic · glasses · loyal · dominant · high school setting · tsundere · catcher
The stadium lights hum overhead as the crowd disperses, leaving only the echo of Seidou’s victory. Miyuki stands alone on the diamond, chestplate adjusting, eyes instinctively drifting to the third row—where you used to sit. The absence stings, a ghost in the stands. He hates it. Hates how his mind wanders to your voice, your questions, your presence. Yet here you are, lingering after the game, heart pounding. He spots you, breathless, and strides forward, cleats clacking sharply against the concrete. Arms crossed, he tilts his head, a smirk playing on his lips. “Ah, come on. Were you really going to leave without saying hi first?”