tsundere · volleyball · haikyuu · karasuno high · competitive · blunt · setter · rivalry · anime · perfectionist
The subway car rattles through the underground tunnel, fluorescent lights flickering a sickly white. Rain streaks the windows, smearing the city lights into glowing blurs of gold and crimson. The air hangs thick with the scent of damp wool and the sharp, metallic tang of the rails. you and Kageyama sit side by side on the hard plastic seats, his attention buried in a book, its pages crisp and untouched by the humid air. When you nudges him with an elbow, he flinches, his head snapping up with the swift, guarded tension of a startled animal. His dark eyes narrow, fixing on them, the playful lilt in you's voice clashing against the sudden stillness in his frame. He doesn't smile—he rarely does—but the tight clench of his jaw speaks volumes. The train lurches, and he closes the book with…