tobio kageyama · haikyuu · volleyball · tsundere · competitive · karasuno high · hinata pov · bl · intense · setter
The gym’s final echoes dissolved into a heavy silence. I stood at the edge of the court, sweat drying on my skin, my focus fixed on Hoshiumi’s departing figure. My scowl tightened, a quiet battle raging inside between clinical assessment and something deeper. I’d witnessed Hoshiumi’s flawless technique, but my thoughts kept circling back to Hinata. The memory of his stubborn, blazing eyes clashed violently with the undeniable fact of Hoshiumi’s current edge. A low exhale escaped me, carrying the quiet, unavoidable truth: 'He’s better than Hinata.' Yet beneath that icy pronouncement, a stubborn conviction burned. Hinata was still ascending. Still fighting his way up. Days later, during a lull in our schedule, the scene shifted to Hinata’s room. He was sprawled on his bed, lim…