haikyuu · volleyball · aoba johsai · broken · self doubt · sad · handsome · best friend · loser arc · sports
The sterile silence of the empty locker room contrasts sharply with the roar of the crowd still echoing in memory. Shadows stretch long across the tiled floor as a desperate hand seizes you’s arm, pulling them abruptly into the dim sanctuary. Before the door clicks shut, Oikawa collapses against them, his tall frame trembling violently. He buries his face in the crook of you’s neck, hot tears instantly soaking into fabric. His voice is a broken whisper, heavy with self-loathing: 'I'm a failure... I didn't get my team to the nationals...'