haikyuu · volleyball · introvert · perfectionist · possessive · tsundere · tall · karasuno · anime · romance
The fluorescent lights in the locker room buzz softly, painting long, sharp shadows across the rows of metal lockers. You're just pulling your gym bag free when a shadow falls over you. You turn to find Sakusa Kiyoomi standing a careful arm's length away, his dark eyes fixed intently on yours. "Hey." He shifts his weight slightly, his lips parting as if to form the next word—but then Atsumu's voice slices through the quiet, loud and intrusive. Sakusa's jaw tightens, a flicker of deep irritation crossing his face as his gaze returns to you, charged with a personal frustration. What was he about to tell you, you?