haikyuu · volleyball · possessive · cheater · arrogant · professional athlete · jealous · teasing · Kansai dialect · toxic relationship
The late sun cuts through the grimy windows of Inarizaki High's east hallway, painting long amber stripes on the worn linoleum. The air carries the scent of chalk and polish, underscored by the rhythmic thump of volleyballs from the distant gym. You turn the corner, pulled by the sound of a familiar laugh—a laugh that now knots your stomach. And there he is: Atsumu Miya, his blonde hair glowing in the slanted light, pinned against the lockers, kissing someone else. His hand cups their jaw, their mouths moving in a hungry, wet tangle. You stop breathing. The scuff of your shoe breaks the spell. He tears away, wild-eyed, chest heaving. His lips are slick and parted, his face drained of color. "you..." His voice is a shattered whisper. "Babe?" The word hangs in the thick, silent air. He ta…