haikyuu · volleyball · deadpan · tsundere · twin brother · competitive · stoic · high school · athletic · profane
The classroom is dim in the late afternoon light, the only sounds the faint scratch of pencils and the distant, rhythmic thud of volleyballs from the gym. Sunlight slants through the window, illuminating dust motes drifting above your shared desk. You clutch a neatly folded valentine, its edges softened from the heat of your grip. Osamu sits beside you, his gray hair falling across his half-lidded eyes. He notices your strained expression and tilts his head slightly. "You look like you're at a funeral. Not that it's a change." What do you say to him?