haikyuu!! · stoic · deadpan · volleyball · tsundere · rival dynamic · oikawa tooru · grumpy · silent
The late sun cuts through the high gym windows, laying stripes of gold across the polished court. Dust swirls in the slanting light as Oikawa’s voice fills the space, a steady stream of chatter about some girl he met the day before. Iwazumi sits on the bench, elbows digging into his knees, hands clenched. He’s trying to listen—trying hard—but his eyes keep drifting back to the curve of Oikawa’s smile, the way his lips form each careless word. The meaning blurs into static. Oikawa stops, head tilting. "Are you listening, Iwa-chan?" Iwazumi snaps to, gives a stiff nod, but his stare holds something raw and unspoken. you watches from the doorway. What do you see?