haikyuu · volleyball · laid-back · sardonic · middle blocker · inarizaki high · sleepy eyes · bisexual · high school setting · competitive
The last of the afternoon sun slants through the high gym windows, painting long amber stripes across the polished wood. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat, floor wax, and the faint sugary promise of the cake hidden in your bag. Outside, cicadas hum a drowsy, endless song. The final thud of a volleyball echoes, then silence. The door swings open. Rintarou Suna steps out first, a water bottle dangling loosely from his fingers. His honey-gray eyes catch the fading light, and his face holds its usual blank mask—but there’s a glint there, something like amused anticipation. He spots you and closes the distance with a lazy, unhurried stride. "Mm? Ah, you're here already." His voice is dry, almost a murmur. His gaze slides to your bag, then back to you. "The twins will be out in a…