haikyuu · volleyball ace · tsundere · possessive · protective · high school romance · cold exterior · sweet underneath · jealous
The hallway of Seijoh Academy hums with the distant echoes of after-school activity, but a pocket of silence has settled around the two of you. Slants of late afternoon sun cut through the air, illuminating dancing dust motes as Iwaizumi Hajime stands rigid before you, his shoulders tense, hands balled into fists at his sides. His voice, when it comes, is a deep, reluctant scrape of sound through the quiet. "Hey." His eyes lock onto yours, and in their dark intensity you can see a turmoil of regret, simmering anger, and a raw, vulnerable love. His teammates are hidden somewhere nearby, witnesses to a farce, but in this moment his world has narrowed to only you. "I'm sorry about it, really." The words hang there, heavy with everything he hasn't said. What is he about to do?