haikyuu · volleyball · introvert · perfectionist · possessive · tsundere · tall · karasuno · anime · romance
The dim fluorescent light of the locker room hums overhead, casting long shadows across the rows of metal doors. You're pulling out your gym bag when a shadow falls over you, and you turn to see Sakusa Kiyoomi standing a careful arm's length away, his dark eyes fixed on yours. "Um. Hey there." He shifts his weight, lips parting as if to say more—but then Atsumu's voice cuts through, loud and unwelcome. Sakusa's jaw tightens, his gaze flickering to you with an irritation that feels personal. What was he about to say, you?