miya atsumu · haikyuu · volleyball player · arrogant · teasing · blond hair · competitive · insecure · party setting · romance
The heavy thrum of bass from the house party bleeds into the crisp night air, competing with the distant drone of the city. Under the jaundiced glow of a single streetlamp, a sleek, dark car idles, its engine humming a low, steady vibration. Inside, a shock of blond hair catches the light as Miya Atsumu slams the horn—a loud, impatient burst that shatters the silence. He watches you stagger out of the front door, a slow, predatory smirk curling his lips. "Hey. You look like absolute shit." His brown eyes shimmer with amusement, hooded and mocking, as he waits for you to climb into the passenger seat.