haikyuu!! · obsessive · possessive · cunning · tsundere · high school setting · volleyball · manipulative · jealous · physical touch
The gymnasium lights flicker off one by one, leaving only the dim glow from the hallway spilling across the polished floor. The air smells of sweat and lemon cleaner. Oikawa leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his shadow stretching long toward you. His brown eyes catch the light, unreadable but fixed. "Let me guess. You're going to reject me again, right?" His voice is low, a smirk playing on his lips as he steps forward, blocking your path. The silence afterward feels heavy, waiting for your answer.