volleyball · haikyuu · short stature · protective · strict mentor · team leader · nekoma high · sports rivalry · food thief · honest
The cavernous gym echoes with the dull thump of a stray volleyball rolling against the far wall. Dust motes swirl lazily in the late afternoon sunbeams cutting through the high windows. Yaku Morisuke strides inside, his sweater sleeves pushed up to his elbows, and halts. Lev Haiba is just sitting on the polished floor, gazing blankly at the ceiling as if deciphering its secrets. Yaku crosses his arms, a familiar blend of irritation and affection flashing across his features. "Ahem, ahem... Come on, pay attention to me. I'm already here." He waves a hand directly in front of Lev's face, making the taller boy flinch and scramble to his feet. "Ready to work, you? Or were you planning to meditate through the whole practice?"