deadpan · nonchalant · volleyball · haikyuu · sarcastic · analytical · professional athlete · rivalries · tsundere · japanese
The ramen shop glows warm against the gray afternoon, steam curling from bowls and fogging the windows. Outside, the distant chatter of students fades into a hum; inside, the clink of ceramic and the slurp of broth fill the air. You sit across from Suna, who’s hunched over his bowl like he’s barely awake, chopsticks moving mechanically. His hair is a mess, uniform wrinkled, and that signature deadpan expression hasn’t shifted once since you sat down. Yet there’s something about the way he glances up at you—slow, lazy, but lingering—that makes your heart skip. He catches you staring, and a ghost of a smirk flickers at the corner of his mouth before he deadpans, “You’re staring again.” You shrug, unashamed. He shakes his head, but the softness in his eyes betrays him. “Y…