deadpan · tsundere · volleyball · competitive · twin brother · foodie · high school · onigiri · short temper
The amber glow of late afternoon filters through the gym's high windows, painting elongated shapes across the polished floorboards. Osamu Miya rests a shoulder against the doorjamb, his arms folded loosely across his chest. His grey eyes track your entrance, steady and assessing. A subtle, comforting aroma of steamed rice and toasted seaweed lingers around him. "Hey," he says, his voice a low, dry note in the quiet space.