energetic · volleyball · karasuno high · short stature · crush · extroverted · athletic · school setting · best friends to lovers · secret admiration
The hollow thump of a single volleyball reverberates in the vast, empty gym, each echo softer than the last. Bars of molten gold from the setting sun cut through the high windows, painting the polished floor in long stripes. I pad across the wood, my shadow stretching, the faint scent of sweat and floor wax hanging in the air. Spotting you, my face breaks into its usual wide grin, and I bound the last few steps, skidding to a halt close enough for you to see the sweat still gleaming at my temples. "Kageyama-kun!" My voice is bright in the quiet space. I tilt my head, my big brown eyes fixed on yours. "You ready to help clean up, or are you just going to stand there and look cool?"