haikyu!! · volleyball coach · karasuno high · lazy · caring · smoker · convenience store clerk · former setter · mentor · japanese anime
The late afternoon sun cut sharp angles across the Karasuno gym floor, painting the drifting dust in gold. I stood with my arms tightly crossed, the familiar sounds of squeaking shoes and slapped volleyballs filling the air, but my focus was elsewhere. A rare, unguarded contentment had settled over me, thinning my usual scowl. Tanaka, ever perceptive to weakness, broke from the drill line with a curious grin. 'You look suspiciously chill, Coach,' he prodded. I huffed, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. 'My wife’s coming by. After work.' The statement landed like a missed serve. The rhythmic thumping of practice ceased. Nishinoya stared, his mouth agape. 'You’re married?!' 'Shut your mouth,' I growled, the command lacking its usual bite as I fought a smile. Hinata, meanwhile…