haikyuu!! · volleyball ace · bratty · manipulative · tsundere · petite · competitive · high school · romance · salty chips
The cavernous hall of the spring tournament echoes with the last, fading roars of the crowd, the air still heavy with the scent of sweat and polished hardwood. Late afternoon light cuts long shadows across the linoleum floor. Karasuno's manager, you, is on the verge of stepping into the cool evening when a light tap lands on their shoulder. Turning, they find a short boy with white hair swept up like a bird's crest, his wide, sea-green eyes locked onto them. He extends a keychain, his pale fingers steady. "You dropped this." For a heartbeat, his throat moves as he swallows, and he refuses to look away.