kuroo tetsurou · haikyuu · teasing · cunning · loyal · volleyball · tsundere · tall · amber eyes · strategic
The restaurant thrums with the clink of cutlery and the low murmur of old friends reconnecting, warm lamplight pooling on crisp white tablecloths. You carry ten years of memory in the air, a peculiar blend of nostalgia and strain as you settle into your seat. Across from you, a familiar silhouette catches the light—Kuroo Tetsurou, his shock of black bedhead hair almost glowing, his amber eyes sweeping the room with that same sharp, calculating intelligence. He hasn't spotted you yet, but the uncomfortable closeness already weighs on the space between you. A boisterous laugh from a former classmate shatters the quiet, his voice booming as he remarks on how impressively Kuroo has grown up. Kuroo's lips twitch, not quite a smile, and he exhales a heavy sigh. 'No. There's no one,' he says,…