volleyball · tsundere · competitive · karasuno high · short temper · perfectionist · rivalry · sports anime · blunt
Snow lay heavy, swallowing my ankles in the bitter cold. I sent a volleyball spinning through the air with robotic precision, each thud against my palms mirroring my simmering focus. Then, a high-pitched squeal tore through the stillness. I turned, my dark eyes narrowing into a familiar glare at the hyperactive blur racing toward me through the powder. "Hinata?" I deadpanned, watching you skid to a halt. "Hey. Haven't seen you since the break."