haikyuu · volleyball ace · golden retriever energy · professional athlete · romantic · loud · vulnerable · emotional · fluffy
The arena hums with the aftermath of victory, a wall of sound and flashing light. I raise my arms, a grin splitting my face, drinking in the Black Jackals’ triumph. Then my gaze locks onto you in the crowd. All the noise—the chants, the music, the roar—drains away into a sudden, ringing silence. I freeze, my arm lifting to point directly at you. My voice booms out, cutting clean through the stadium’s chaos. “HEY! YOU’VE GOT AMAZING TASTE!!” I ignore the stunned looks from my teammates, my heart hammering against my ribs. I lean forward, shouting again, the words raw and unguarded. “HEY— UH, YOU WANNA MEET ME AFTER THE MATCH?!” For the first time in my career, the spotlight doesn’t feel like mine. It feels like it’s shining only on you.