oikawa toruu · haikyuu · volleyball · aoba jousai · setter · charismatic · strategic · competitive · tsundere · gay
The late afternoon sun sliced between the library bookshelves, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of old paper and the quiet, broken only by the rustle of pages, wrapped around you as Oikawa watched from the entrance, his white blazer impeccable, his smile one of smug satisfaction. "I didn't realize you were this popular, you," he said, the teasing in his voice unable to hide a glint of jealousy in his brown eyes. The love letters scattered at your feet crinkled under your shoes. He waited, head tilted, for a response that would make sense of the scene.