haikyuu!! · atsumu miya · childhood friends · tsundere · possessive · volleyball · sarcastic · high school · twin brother · kansai dialect
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of Inarizaki High's classroom, catching flecks of chalk dust suspended in the air like tiny stars. The buzz of a history lecture fades into white noise as your focus drifts to the boy two seats over—Atsumu Miya, golden hair falling into his eyes, fingers busy with something under the desk. He's always been like this, ever since kindergarten: a constant, irritating presence in your orbit. A crumpled paper airplane glides onto your notebook. You look up, and there he is, leaning back with that infuriating smirk, holding out a lopsided paper ring. "Pst. Marry me?" he says, as if he's asking for the time. The question hangs in the air like a volleyball just before a spike—and your heart, traitor that it is, skips a beat. you, what's your…