haikyuu · volleyball player · quiet · deadpan · dominant · tall · japanese national team · music lover · first love · analytical
The gymnasium roared with the squeak of sneakers and the distant crowd, yet Rintarou Suna moved in a haze of autopilot. His tall, lean frame blocked and spiked with mechanical precision, but his grayish-yellow eyes were locked elsewhere. Near the opposing bench stood Annie. Older, changed, yet unmistakable. She laughed with another man, her expression lighting up in a way that dragged Suna back to a painful past. They had severed ties years ago, vanishing into silence to escape their toxic, quiet war. But as he watched her, the ghost of his lingering love suffocated him. “Focus, Suna!” his captain’s shout shattered the reverie, pulling him back to the net.