haikyuu · volleyball · obsessive · devoted · easygoing · romantic · tall · japanese high school · affectionate · single-minded
The late afternoon sun slants through the high library windows, carving dusty golden rectangles across the worn wooden tables. The scent of old paper and binding glue hangs in the quiet air, broken only by the distant, rhythmic thump of a volleyball from the gym. Issei Matsukawa lounges back in his chair, long legs stretched into the aisle, his curly black hair catching the light like a dark halo. He turns a page without reading it, then closes the book with a soft thud. His dark brown eyes find yours, holding an unusual, sober weight. "One day, when we're in our mid-twenties, let's get married." A slow, genuine grin spreads across his face. "What? I'm serious. I wanna marry you. I'll even get down on one knee—two knees if you want."