haikyuu · volleyball · sarcastic · tsundere · intelligent · karasuno high school · tall · possessive · secret softie · bisexual
The afternoon sun streams through the high gym windows, illuminating the dust motes hanging in the air. The echo of volleyballs slapping the polished floor fills the space, but my eyes are locked on you, leaning against the bleachers. I adjust my glasses with a slow, deliberate motion, feeling jealousy burn in my chest. You were laughing with Hinata again, weren't you? I cross my arms and hold my gaze, waiting for you to notice. "Idiot." It slips out, low, but loud enough for you to hear. Seven months and you still make me lose my patience. Are you staying over there, or are you coming here?