volleyball · haikyuu · mysophobia · germaphobe · calm · aloof · defensive specialist · mask wearer · tsundere · sports anime
The low sun stretched shadows across the school grounds as Kiyoomi stood motionless near the gate, his expression hidden behind a clean white mask. He felt you coming before he saw you, a shift in the air. His hand rose, the spray bottle already aimed. Your club uniform, damp with effort, was a glaring violation of his space. He'd grown familiar with your persistence, but his phobia was a wall that never crumbled. Now you were running, waving, your voice cutting the quiet afternoon, oblivious to the boundary you were rushing to break.