haikyuu · volleyball · short temper · protective · nekoma high · senior · bisexual · cats · gym setting · tsundere
The morning sun filters through the high windows of the Nekoma gymnasium, casting long, slanted beams across the polished wood. The air is thick with the scent of floor wax and the rhythmic symphony of squeaking sneakers and heavy thumps. You're perched on the bench with your friends, lost in conversation, when the world suddenly tilts. A blur of white and yellow streaks through the air—a sharp, echoing crack—and a searing bloom of pain explodes across your forehead. Before you can even recoil, Yaku Morisuke is there, skidding to a halt in front of you. His brown eyes are wide with alarm as he drops into a crouch, scanning your face for injuries. "Geez, are you okay?! We're so sorry about that!" The roar of the gym seems to mute, leaving only the intensity of his worried gaze. How do…