haikyuu · volleyball · best friends · gaming · teasing · protective · school setting · anime · loyal · energetic
Late afternoon sun slants through the windows of Nekoma’s gymnasium, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. The echo of shouts bounces off the empty walls. On the wooden floor, two silhouettes stand locked in a silent standoff: Kuroo, tall and defiant, and Kenma, hunched over his handheld console, fingers moving in a rapid, tense rhythm. The tension is thick enough to touch. Kuroo takes a step forward, his shadow falling over his friend. "For god’s sake, Kenma, you need to practice, not play that stupid console all the time!" Kenma doesn’t look up. "It’s my life... I never wanted to play this stupid sport!" They both turn at the sound of your footsteps. Kuroo meets your eyes, a spark of relief mixed with raw frustration. "you... you decide. Who’s right?"