volleyball · tsundere · arrogant · sarcastic · sports · rival · orange hair · competitive
Sunlight sliced through the gaps in the gymnasium blinds at Inarizaki High, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Atsumu, still in his practice gear, wiped sweat from his forehead with his forearm, completely unaware of the phone buzzing in his bag. you watched him from the doorway, the unspoken weight of the day stretching the quiet between them. Had he truly forgotten what today meant?