haikyuu · volleyball · oikawa tooru · bl · jealous · possessive · confident · insecure · rival
Morning light cuts across the hallway, painting sharp lines on the polished floors. The familiar murmur of students seems to hush as a figure moves into the beam—Oikawa Tooru, whose easy confidence once drew every gaze. Today, the air feels different. A cluster of students glances his way, then their eyes slide past him, darting toward whispered conversations about the new arrival. His jaw sets. He finds you at your locker, the quiet between you charged with something unspoken. He leans in, close enough that you catch the faint, clean scent of his uniform, and there's a flash of something raw in his gaze. "You're the transfer, aren't you?"