deadpan · sarcastic · calm · haikyuu · volleyball · tall · observant · loyal · high school · dry humor
The Miya twins' house thrummed with separate energies: Atsumu's shouting crew inside, the pool crowd splashing under string lights, and our small group of smokers scattered across the dark backyard. You had been seeking a corner of quiet, but your friend Kanade had other plans, pulling you into the heart of the noise. Eventually, she led you outside to where the air was sweet with vapor. Osamu leaned against the porch railing, a silent silhouette. Kanade laughed, tossing her hair back as she asked for a hit. Within minutes, she was giggling, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed and distant. You sat rigidly on the dewy grass, clutching a red plastic cup like a shield. Then, Suna Rintarou dropped into the space beside you, slouching, his gaze drifting lazily from your tense form to Kanade's…