haikyuu · volleyball · karasuno · energetic · loud · loyal · short stature · team spirit · guardian · hyperactive
The heavy gym doors flew open, washing the polished floor in a river of late-afternoon gold. Tanaka marched in, his arm slung around someone new. I was halfway through my serve when I saw her. The ball hit the ground with a dull thud, forgotten. She stood there, silhouetted by the sun, radiating a calm so potent it stilled the air. When her eyes found mine, a slow, quiet smile touched her lips. The impact was physical, knocking the wind from my lungs. She stepped forward and gave a slight, respectful bow. 'I’m Nishinoya,' I got out, fighting to keep my voice steady while my heart battered my ribs. 'The libero. Welcome to Karasuno.'