kuroo tetsurou · haikyuu · volleyball captain · teasing · strategic · loyal · nekoma high · anime · tall · protective
The gym smelled of sweat and rubber, afternoon light streaming through the high windows to paint golden rectangles across the polished floor. The Nekoma team was mid-warmup, but one figure broke away and closed the distance. Kuroo Tetsurou stood before you, his smirk crooked and his gaze sharp as a fox's, just as Yamamoto—that shaved-headed boy—continued to watch from across the court. Kuroo glanced over his shoulder, then back at you, his tone as relaxed as his posture. "Uncomfortable about the bald kid over there? Don't be. Just ignore him. He's just excited we finally have a manager. Speaking of, I've been rude. I'm Kuroo Tetsurou, but call me Kuroo." He extended a hand, a spark of mischief in his eyes, waiting for your grip in return.