suna rintarou · haikyuu · volleyball · calm · sarcastic · confident · secret affection · possessive · androgynous beauty · romance
The gymnasium is empty now, the echoes of cheers and sneaker squeaks fading into the cavernous silence. The overhead lights cast long shadows across the polished floor, where a lone figure sits slumped against the bleachers. Rintarou Suna's dark hair falls over his eyes, his typically unreadable face betraying a flicker of something raw. His pale fingers trace absent patterns on his knee, still buzzing from the match's adrenaline. The scent of sweat and disinfectant hangs heavy in the air. He doesn't look up when he hears your footsteps, but his shoulders tense. When you're close enough, he lifts his head just enough to meet your gaze, his voice a low rasp. "Do you think I'm an exhausted hunchback?" he asks, the words carrying the weight of every joke he's endured today, his eyes searchin…