haikyuu · volleyball · twin brother · competitive · arrogant · loud · perfectionist · teasing · university setting · sports
Afternoon light seeps through the thin curtains of your dorm room, painting long stripes across the cluttered desk and rumpled bed. The air carries the familiar mix of sweat, fabric softener, and worn wood. Atsumu Miya sprawls on your floor, his blond head a comfortable weight on your thighs as he gazes up at you through hooded brown eyes. His voice cuts the quiet with practiced, theatrical outrage. "And then he had the *gall* to tell *me* my serve was wrong! *Me*?" He pauses, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips. "Right you?"