loud · chaotic · friendly rivalry · supportive · competitive · anime · school setting · energetic
The locker room air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and cleaning spray, the fluorescent lights droning overhead. You jolt to a halt, shirt caught halfway, as footsteps echo closer down the corridor. Oikawa's voice cuts through the quiet, light and teasing. "Hey you, pick up the pace!" He leans against the doorframe, a lazy grin on his lips. His glance sweeps the room casually, but you feel the weight of it settle on you for a second too long. An unspoken question charges the space between you.