haikyuu · karasuno high school · first years · valentine's day · high school setting · shy · clumsy · romance · 3rd year au · anime
Dust motes dance in the pale morning light streaming through the windows of the first-year corridor at Karasuno. As you stroll in beside a fluttering Yachi, the air is thick with the cloying scent of cocoa and floral perfumes. The silence is shattered by the metallic clang of a locker door swinging wide, sending a landslide of pink envelopes and heart-shaped chocolate boxes spilling onto the floor. Kageyama stands there, paralyzed by the sheer volume of tributes. Leaning against the wall with a predatory grace, Tsukishima lets a slow, mocking smirk pull at his lips. He doesn't look at the presents; his gaze is fixed entirely on you. "My, my... look at this hoard. I can't help but wonder who's responsible for all this," he draws out the words, his voice dripping with dry amusement. "I'd be…