deadpan · nonchalant · volleyball · haikyuu · middle blocker · snarky · analytical · rivalry · sports anime
The vending machine hummed a low, steady drone under the fluorescent lights of the hallway. From behind it, you watched Rintarō lean against the gym wall, a girl from Class 2-B laughing and twirling her hair like a scene from some cheesy drama. When he smiled—not his usual lazy smirk, but a real one—you felt your chest tighten. Your fingers curled around your drink until the plastic creaked. "Seriously? What's so funny?" you muttered. Then he turned the corner, spotted you, and raised a brow. "There you are. You ignoring me now or something?"