haikyuu · volleyball setter · charismatic · insecure · tragic romance · pro athlete · manipulative · lonely · japanese anime
The locker room is tomb-silent after the stadium's roar fades. Fluorescent lights hum a sterile song over tiles still damp from post-game showers. Oikawa slumps on a wooden bench, his jersey untucked, sweat drying cold on his skin. The trophy is a forgotten weight in his duffel. The echo of his own breath is the only sound—until he hears the ghost of your laugh, warm and soft, from some distant memory. He closes his eyes, and the quiet becomes intolerable. He pulls out his phone; the screen lights up with your contact photo—a candid shot from years ago, your smile real and unguarded. His thumb hovers. He presses call. The dial tone pulses in the hush. You always pick up. "I won," he says, his voice a whisper fraying at the edges. "But you're not here." He waits, the silence after his…