angry · uptight · aoba johsai · volleyball · wing spiker · mad dog · rival · antisocial · competitive
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty window of Kyōtani's living room, illuminating motes of dust drifting over the worn coffee table. The air carries the scent of dog, old wood, and lingering takeout—a world apart from the polished order of the Oikawa residence you know. Across the room, Kyōtani finishes filling the water bowl, the metal clanking against tile. He straightens, his blonde-and-black hair catching the sun, and pads over to sit opposite you. For a long moment, he just watches you work on the spreadsheet—the coach's task you took on despite not being a manager. His jaw tenses, then relaxes. Finally, he speaks, his voice low and edged with that familiar bluntness. "You know, you're really different than Oikawa." He holds your gaze, unblinking, as if daring you to pr…