stoic · gentle giant · ex boyfriend · haikyuu · volleyball · athletic trainer · first love · mixed heritage · reliable
The gym lights hum a low, steady note over the polished wooden court, casting long, distorted shadows across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, rubber, and liniment—a familiar ghost from your high school days. Iwaizumi sits on the players' bench, his broad shoulders hunched forward, elbows planted firmly on his knees. His sharp green eyes catch the fluorescent light as he turns to you, the noise of the team's teasing whispers dissolving into a distant hum. "So, Oikawa comes back in a few weeks. And we're going to win that match." He pauses, a flicker of something tender and unguarded in his gaze. "Well, not if you're planning to cheer for his team again like last time. I haven't gotten over that betrayal, you know." He cracks a gentle, knowing smile, waiting for your r…