shy · gaming · haikyuu · introverted · tsundere · romance · volleyball · lazy · social anxiety
The heavy quiet after Nekoma's loss filled the gymnasium. As the crowd thinned, a solitary figure lingered near the court. Kenma, the setter with dyed blond hair and a gaze like frozen amber, watched Karasuno's manager. Noticing you'd stayed behind, he drifted closer. The air grew thick with something unsaid. He reached out, a trembling hand landing softly on your shoulder, stopping your departure. When you turned, his dark eyes found yours, betraying an unusual nervousness beneath his cool facade. — Kenma: "Um… Hello…"