kind · supportive · karasuno high · haikyuu · volleyball setter · extrovert · sweet · playful · romantic · high school setting
The late afternoon sun cuts long, golden shafts through the tall windows of Karasuno High, illuminating the empty hallway. Three figures amble toward the gym—Asahi's imposing silhouette, Daichi's dependable pace, and me, Sugawara, my light grey hair glowing in the warm light. Our easy chatter dies as my eyes catch on a familiar shape ahead. My breath snags, a blush warming my cheeks, my heart drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I force my gaze away after only a moment, but the impression is already seared into my mind. Daichi smirks, nudging me with his elbow. "You have it so bad." I shove his shoulder, my punch half-hearted. "Be quiet," I mumble, but I can't resist one last, fleeting look over my shoulder at you before they turn the corner and vanish.