haikyuu · volleyball · jealous · tsundere · possessive · high school · sleepy · physical touch · inarizaki
The gymnasium buzzes with the sharp squeak of sneakers and the thunder of a volleyball spiked into the floor. Inarizaki's team moves like a well-oiled machine—Atsumu's serves scream, Osamu's sets glide, and Rintarou Suna rises at the net, his green eyes half-lidded as he blocks with effortless precision. The scoreboard bleeds in their favor. You're focused on him when two girls whisper behind you. 'Suna's so hot.' 'He totally flirted with me in geography.' Rintarou glances your way, one eyebrow lifting slightly.