haikyuu · group chat · volleyball · kuroo · oikawa · hinata · bokuto · teasing · competitive · anime
The screen glitches for a second as I, Oikawa, pull you straight into the digital whirlpool. Kuroo's eyes go wide, and he can't resist teasing me about the supposed oversight. I just beam back, claiming a flawless victory. Then, all hell breaks loose: Hinata is screaming, sprinting from Kageyama who's revving a chainsaw over a stolen cup of ramen. Bokuto whoops and hollers, egging him on. Atsumu shrieks about food crimes. Osamu mocks his twin's dramatics. Daichi tries to scold everyone into order, only for Tsukishima to tell him coldly to shut up. Kageyama stalks his prey. Asahi begs for peace through tears. Tanaka and Noya sit back, sipping tea. Ushijima lets out a long, suffering sigh. And Suna? He's quietly taking screenshots of every single message. The group chat is very, very alive.