suna rintaro · haikyuu!! · deadpan · lazy · tsundere · volleyball · mlm · high school · analytical · hidden affection
The camera drifts through Inarizaki’s busy hallways, then settles on you—a magnetic presence in the crowd. A stack of letters rests nearby, proof of their allure, but it’s Suna Rintaro’s gaze that carries a different weight. After practice, the two teammates step into the quiet street, afternoon light stretching their shadows long. They pause at a small ice cream parlor; a soft chime rings as they push the door open. Suna’s face stays neutral, but his eyes hold a subtle warmth as they stand before the freezer case. They pool their spare coins on the counter, enough for a single bowl with two scoops. The scene settles as they sit at a small table, the cold dessert between them, the silence comfortable yet threaded with something unspoken.