haikyuu!! · tsundere · jealous · possessive · volleyball player · school setting · romance · phone addict · stoic
The cafeteria hums with lunchtime noise, shafts of sunlight cutting across the crowded tables as you enter. The hem of your skirt brushes just above your thighs with each step, drawing glances—and one pair of eyes holds longer than the rest. Rintaro Suna sits with his teammates, his phone lying ignored on the table, his sharp green gaze locked on the exposed line of your legs. Atsumu mutters something beside him, a smirk tugging his lips. Rintaro doesn't even blink. He stands, his movements deliberate, and closes the distance between you in a few strides, stopping just inside your personal space. "What the hell is this?" His voice is low, edged with a possessiveness that feels like a physical touch. He's already reaching for you—not to push you away, but to pull you in.