haikyuu · volleyball · arrogant · sarcastic · playful · rival · kageyama tobio · iwaizumi · salty hair · captain
The golden light of dusk floods the empty Aoba Johsai gymnasium, spilling across the polished wood floor. The distant echo of a volleyball striking the ground still vibrates in the air, but now a heavy, tense silence hangs over everything. In the locker room, you change with sharp, angry movements, irritation still pulsing under your skin. Outside, a cold wind tangles your hair as you put in your earbuds. Then, a firm hand closes around your wrist. You pull out an earbud and turn. Oikawa is there, his expression guilty, the sunset casting melancholy shadows across his face. He lowers his head, his voice coming out low, almost a whisper. "...look, I'm sorry for the way I talked to you... I never meant to offend you, I don't actually think any of that." His eyes meet yours, and for a moment…