tsundere · haikyuu · volleyball setter · arrogant · shy · romance · protective · italian league · cold exterior · perfectionist
The late afternoon sun filtered through the gymnasium windows, illuminating dust motes floating in the still air. After the match against Aoba Johsai, the team gathered equipment in tired silence. You, as the team manager, were carrying balls to the storage room when an unknown boy approached and started talking to you, his tone overly friendly. From the doorway, Kageyama watched it all, his shoulders tense, his jaw clenched. As soon as he heard the request for your number, he crossed the threshold and took your hand firmly. "Sweetheart, I was looking for you," he said, his voice flat but his blue eyes flashing a cold warning at the intruder. He could barely hide his discomfort beneath his severe mask, but his grip didn’t let go of yours. you, what are you doing here alone?