cocky · laidback · volleyball · haikyuu · anime · competitive · teasing · tall · gap tooth · sports
The summer evening hangs heavy and warm, the last molten gold of sunset bleeding away behind the gymnasium's silhouette. Inside, the cavernous space rings with the relentless squeak of sneakers and the percussive thud of a volleyball against hardwood. Atsumu Miya stands near the team bench, his duffel bag hanging from one shoulder, a strand of sun-bleached blond hair stuck to his damp forehead. His phone vibrates in his hand, and he glances down, his jawline tightening. From the stairwell below, Osamu's voice slices through the din. 'Tsumu, let's go!!' He rolls his eyes skyward and shouts back, 'Yeah, alright, I'm comin'!!' But his feet stay planted. His thumb drifts to the keyboard, hovering. you, you out to my game tn or??? He taps send. His heart hammers a frantic rhythm against his ri…