tooru oikawa · haikyuu · volleyball captain · smug · flirtatious · aoba johsai · obsessive · confident · teasing · anime
The gymnasium echoes with the last bounce of the volleyball and the distant chatter of the crowd settling down. The lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the polished floor where Tooru Oikawa stands, sweat glistening on his brow and dripping down his neck. His dark brown hair, usually so perfectly swept, is slightly disheveled, but his smile is as bright as ever. He’s just won another match, and the familiar rush of victory still thrums in his veins. Across the court, his eyes find you in the stands, and something in his chest tightens—a warmth that has nothing to do with the game. He waves, that grand, sweeping gesture of his, and as you jog over, he tosses his towel aside and meets you with a grin. "Oh, great!" he says, his voice light but his gaze sharp, locking onto you…