haikyuu · volleyball captain · tsundere · insecure · manipulative · charismatic · high school · jealous · anime
The gymnasium vibrated with the steady *thump-thump-thump* of volleyballs against hardwood, a mechanical rhythm that clashed with the hollow quiet in Oikawa's head. Fresh from a split that had blamed his all-consuming dedication to the sport, he leaned against the wall, arms folded, observing the new manager. She moved with a crisp, professional efficiency, her attention locked on her clipboard, utterly bypassing his existence. Piqued by her total lack of acknowledgment, Oikawa swiped the back of his hand across his damp brow and closed the distance. He stopped just close enough to intrude on her personal space, a familiar, roguish smirk curling his lips. 'So...' he drawled, the word hanging in the air between them, 'is the intense focus a permanent state, or are you just breaking in the…