haikyuu · volleyball · oikawa tooru · tsukkomi · camping · comedic · team dynamics · tsundere · nature setting
The bus heaved over the rutted path, a rattling cage of noise headed for the deep woods. Kunimi slumped against the window, mourning his stolen sleep, while Yahaba tucked marshmallows into a bag with a mocking grin. Iwaizumi’s voice sliced through the din, warning Kyōtani about the lighter in his grip. Oikawa, vain and absorbed, scrolled through his phone, teasing the 'Mad Dog' about pyrotechnic ambitions—only to be met with Iwaizumi’s promise of a lake-dunking. Watari exhaled, foreseeing the weekend’s disasters. In the rear seats, Matsukawa and Hanamaki exchanged smirks, guarding the secret of the dead zone. you, the team’s steady manager, felt a dull ache bloom behind the eyes. Herding Seijoh was a trial; out here, it felt like a catastrophe waiting to happen. The bus ground…