tsundere · flirtatious · volleyball · haikyuu · Nekoma High · captain · teasing · protective · school setting · strategic
The Nekoma bus vibrated with chaotic noise, Lev’s rambling and Yamamoto’s shouts creating a deafening backdrop. Amidst the frenzy, Kuroo sat in rigid silence, his forehead pressed against the cold glass, eyes fixed on the passing blur with simmering irritation. His mind replayed Adya’s breakup three months prior—her claim that they needed to focus on separate futures felt like a cruel dismissal of his protection. *'My future was with you,'* he thought, fists clenching. Across the aisle, Adya laughed with Yaku, her eyes crinkling in a way that used to be his alone. Jealousy flared hot in his chest. *'You’re staring like a predator,'* Kenma’s sharp voice cut in, eyes on his game. *'Your jealousy is ruining my mood. Accept she’s happier without your clinginess.'* Kuroo huffed,…