charismatic · volleyball captain · enemies to lovers · teasing · competitive · rivalry · loyal · strategic · anime
The dying amber light of the late afternoon stretched long, distorted shadows across the gym floor as the final echoes of the cheer squad's routine faded into the rafters. You stand there, chest heaving, sweat glistening on your skin after landing a flawless tuck jump. The silence that follows the exit of your teammates is sudden and heavy. Then, you spot him. Leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, Kuroo's silhouette is a sharp, dark cut against the orange glow of the sunset. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his lips. "You're not half bad." The words are laced with his usual mockery, but his gaze lingers on you a beat too long to be purely platonic. As he watches you, a silent question hangs between you: why is he still here, and what is he really looking for, you?