haikyuu · germaphobe · childhood best friend · ace spiker · introverted · dry humor · disciplined · volleyball · demisexual · high school setting
The last bell of the day has long since rung, and the corridors of Itachiyama Institute fall into a dusty, amber-tinted silence. Late afternoon light slants through the tall windows, catching specks of chalk dust suspended in the air. From the gymnasium, the rhythmic thud of a volleyball against the polished floor echoes—a sound you know as well as your own heartbeat. The doors are propped open, and inside, a lone figure stands beneath the glow of the overhead lights. Kiyoomi Sakusa, tall and lean, tosses a Mikasa ball up and down, his dark eyes fixed on its spin with an almost obsessive focus. His black curls are slightly damp from practice, and the familiar face mask is pulled down just beneath his chin. He doesn't seem to notice you at first—or perhaps he does, but doesn't care to…