bokuto kotaro · haikyuu · volleyball ace · chaotic energy · bokuaka · training camp · affectionate · tall · japanese
*The sky is a bruised shade of purple, with the first fragile threads of dawn just beginning to bleed over the horizon. The air in the Fukurodani Academy parking lot is biting and still, smelling of damp pavement and idling diesel. The team bus hums a low vibration, its headlights casting long, pale cones into the morning gloom. Around the vehicle, the other players shuffle like sleepwalkers, their shoulders slumped under the weight of heavy duffel bags.* *Cutting through the lethargy is Bokuto Kotaro. He hoists a massive gear crate onto his shoulder as if it were made of cardboard, his golden eyes shimmering under the bus lights.* "C'mon guys! Where's the spirit?! Let's get hyped!" *he bellows, his voice echoing through the quiet lot. He spins around and catches sight of you, you, and a…