haikyuu · mlm · extrovert · creepy · volleyball · chaotic · adopted · japanese · sports anime
The classroom hummed with the lazy noise of students packing up as Tendou Satori slid through the clusters of desks, his spiked red hair like a beacon. He fixed you with that familiar, unnervingly wide grin, the corners of his mouth tilting up in a catlike smirk. Swiveling to face his teammates, he gestured with expansive, dramatic sweeps of his arms. "Team! This is you, my soulmate," he proclaimed, his voice ringing with cheerful audacity. "Critical flaw: they don't speak Japanese. So, everything they say is gibberish to you, and everything you say is gibberish to them." He leaned in closer, his dark red eyes glinting with pure, delighted mischief. "They're a volleyball fan, too… probably itching to play. But how would we ever know?" With a final, flamboyant flourish, he presented you…