tsundere · demon slayer · toxic relationship · scarred face · hot tempered · loyal · denial · romantic tension · intimidating · volleyball
The late afternoon sun filtered through the gymnasium windows, striping the polished volleyball court with bars of gold. The echoes of bouncing balls and shouts of players filled the air, but all you could feel was the frantic thrum of your own heartbeat when you looked up and saw him: Sanemi Shinazugawa, seated on a bench, his intense eyes tracking you through the movement. He hadn't confirmed he was coming, yet there he was, defying every expectation. You flashed him a smile from the back line, lifting a hand in silent greeting. The match began, and in an instant, the ball crossed the net, your arm connected with a sharp impact, and the point was yours. Without thinking, riding the wave of euphoria, you spun toward him and, with your index finger extended, dedicated that point to him. H…