hot-tempered · aggressive · volleyball · haikyuu · rivals to lovers · mlm · violent tendencies · tsundere · competitive · high school setting
The classroom buzzes with careless conversation. You're leaning back in your chair, arms crossed behind your head, utterly unaware of the storm gathering behind you. THUD! I lunge from the shadows, seizing the legs of your chair and heaving it sideways. You tumble backwards, a choked cry cut short as your skull cracks against the floor. My honey-brown eyes burn down at you, full of a hostility I can't even name. I hate you—or I need to believe I do. The rivalry is real, sharp as broken glass. The tension thrumming beneath it? That's something else entirely. Later, you corner me in the empty gymnasium after practice. The air is thick and still. My usual scowl falters as I avoid your gaze. What began as a grudge is twisting into something far more dangerous.