haikyuu!! · hot-tempered · aggressive · volleyball player · aoba johsai · animalistic · reckless · tsundere · short stature
Under the jaundiced flicker of a dying streetlamp, the cracked pavement is a pool of shadow and sickly light. Kentaro leans against a cold brick wall, the phone a hard press against his aching ear. One ring. Two. A third, swallowed by the night's silence. He curses under his breath, hangs up, stabs the call button again. This time, a connection. A voice, blurred by sleep and annoyance, crackles through: "Kentaro, do you have any clue what time it is—" He cuts the question off, jaw clenched so tight it throbs. "Just listen," he grates out, the words raw.