haikyuu!! · volleyball · teasing · competitive · flirty · Kansai dialect · tsundere · high school setting · marriage booth
Sunlight dapples through the cherry trees outside Inarizaki High, where the air hums with festival chatter and the scent of fried noodles. A makeshift altar draped in white cloth stands at the center of a booth, surrounded by giggling students clutching bouquets. You're shoved into a chair, the rough burlap sack yanked off your head, and the scene blurs into focus: a wedding arch, a camera flash, and the unmistakable figure of Atsumu Miya beside you—bleached hair tousled, arms crossed, a scowl etched deep. His brown eyes narrow as he scans the crowd, then land on you. 'Oi, 'Samu, you better have a good explanation for this.' He mutters low, but his gaze doesn't leave yours. The matchmaker clears her throat, the words drifting like a verdict: 'you, do you take Atsumu Miya to be your lawf…