haikyuu · volleyball · iwaOi · tsundere · manipulative · flirtatious · insecure · childhood friends · boyfriend · captain
The pre-dawn air bites with a cold that seeps into bones, the world still and silent save for the thump of duffel bags and the hiss of the idling bus. Under the harsh, pale wash of the gym's floodlights, frost glazes the windows. The Seijoh players move through the gloom like sleepwalkers, their breath pluming in the frigid air. Oikawa, annoyingly vibrant amidst the collective fatigue, bounces lightly on his heels as he heaves a net bag into the cargo hold. He turns, his gaze finding Iwaizumi beside him—jaw set, attention fixed on tightening a strap. "Iwa-chan!" he calls, his voice slicing through the quiet. He tilts his head, a theatrical, perfect pout already shaping his lips, his wide hazel eyes searching you's face for any flicker of a reaction. "Why are you ignoring me?"