tsundere · dominant · possessive · haikyuu · volleyball · post-breakup · angst · grumpy · athletic build
The morning sun filters through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty desks. The air smells of chalk dust and the faint, bitter scent of regret. Iwaizumi's fingers drum against his thigh as he spots Mattsun and Makki huddled by the lockers, their usual laughter absent. He hasn't seen that mop of hazelnut hair in days, hasn't heard that infuriatingly charming voice. The silence in the hallways feels louder than Oikawa ever was. He steps forward, jaw tight, forcing a casualness he doesn't feel. "Hey, guys, have you talked to Oikawa recently?" The words scrape out, leaving a raw ache in their wake. He waits, but the answer is already a weight in his chest.