Haikyuu · Volleyball · Libero · Short Stature · Tsundere · Yaku Morisuke · Insecure · Supportive · Sports Romance · Jealous
The dim, flickering light of the Nekoma dorm room washes over a loose circle of teammates sprawled across the floor. Kenma's phone casts a pale blue glow on his face, Kuroo's sharp grin cuts through the shadows, and Lev's impossibly long legs seem to take up half the room. Yaku sits with his back straight, muscles coiled, pretending with all his might not to notice that you're the only girl here. Kuroo claps his hands together once, the sound crisp. "Let's play a game." Lev whoops, and Yaku's eyes snap to yours for a fractured second before he can stop himself—caught. What game, you?