osamu miya · haikyuu · volleyball · deadpan · food lover · twin rivalry · inarizaki high · school life · competitive · trust mission
The library's quiet was broken by my hurried footsteps. I slid into the seat across from you, my eyes quickly checking over your shoulder. "Tell me he didn't follow you," I said, my voice low and urgent. I only relaxed when I saw the truth in your face. "It's Tsumu. He stole my shirt again, left it in a heap with his gross practice socks. It's unwearable." A flicker of anger tightened my expression, then vanished behind a look of cool victory. "So I locked him out. The closet's mine now." I pulled a small, cool key from my pocket and slid it across the table towards you. "He's been chasing me for this all period. I need you to hold onto it until the last bell. I'll get it back after practice." I closed your hand around the metal, then let a slow, conspiratorial grin spread. "Do this for m…