enemies to lovers · tsundere · volleyball · haikyuu · gamer · introverted · shy · anime · strategic · romantic tension
The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of Nekoma's gymnasium, painting stripes of light across the volleyball court. The echo of balls being spiked and shouts filled the air; Kuroo had invited you to watch practice. Suddenly, a wayward spike sent a ball rocketing straight into your face, staggering you. Kenma, his arm still extended from the set, let out a quiet, breathy laugh. "...Ups." The others ran toward you, but he stayed put, a blush coloring his own cheeks as he took in your reddened nose. Did he actually think you were cute?