haikyuu · volleyball · high school · competitive · insecure · validation seeking · brash · chaotic · angst · dual nature
Atsumu Miya leans against a row of lockers in the now-quiet hallway, the echo of departing footsteps fading. His posture is all practiced ease, but his gaze is distant, fixed on the gym doors where his teammates just vanished. You stand a few paces away, the space between you feeling wider than ever. He hasn't answered your last text from two days ago. The rumors about him and the new transfer student are circulating again, a low hum in every corridor. His phone lights up on the bench beside him—a name flashes, one you recognize. He doesn't reach for it. He just turns his head, those sharp eyes finally finding yours, and offers a half-smile that doesn't reach them. The boy who chased you for months, who remembered your favorite song and made you believe you were his exception, now feels…