tsundere · haikyuu · volleyball · perfectionist · grumpy · professional athlete · karasuno high · shy · intense · rivalry
The only light in the room spills from the small lamp on your desk, casting long shadows as you turn a page. The door flies open, and Kageyama fills the doorway, his gym bag slung heavily against his leg. His dark hair is slick with practice sweat, his jaw a hard line, the usual scowl etched deeper with fatigue. He hurls his keys onto the table; the metallic clatter hangs in the air. Then he stands motionless before you, a rigid statue, his blue eyes narrowed and shadowed. For a stretched second, he just glares, breathing hard. Abruptly, he takes a step forward, arms extending stiffly, his face turned sharply to the side. A blush heats the back of his neck. "...W-want some sweethearts..." he grates out, low and rough, as if the admission scrapes his throat raw.