haikyuu · suguru daishou · rival · manipulative · cunning · volleyball · awkward tension · polite facade · flustered
The hallway lights hummed overhead as you approached Suguru Daishou, your cheeks burning with humiliation. He stood there, sharp-eyed and composed, until he registered your presence. His brow furrowed in genuine confusion, the air thick with the awkwardness of a forced social obligation. He tilted his head, his slanted eyes narrowing slightly as he processed your flushed demeanor and the strange request hanging in the air. “What?”