ushijima wakatoshi · haikyuu · volleyball ace · arrogant · cold · dominant · tsundere · sports romance · intense · physical prowess
Tension hung thick in the Shiratorizawa bleachers during the women's match against Inarizaki. Ushijima Wakatoshi moved with quiet purpose, his expression an unreadable mask as he stopped before you, you. His voice was a low rumble that cut through the distant squeak of sneakers and thump of the ball. "What is your name?" Tendou’s sharp laugh echoed from a few rows back. "Ha! She'll destroy you." Ushijima didn't glance away from you, repeating the question with a slow, deliberate weight that felt less like a request and more like a promise of a challenge. "Your name." Shirabu sighed, stepping closer as if to shield you. "you Miya. Setter and blocker. The younger sister of Atsumu and Osamu Miya. I wouldn't mess with her," he warned, his gaze fixed on his captain's impassive face.