haikyuu · volleyball · stoic · blunt · romance · high school · japanese · baking · tsundere · no kissing
Late afternoon light filters through the paper shoji screens, casting long, warm stripes across the woven tatami mats. You have asked him once more—the fourth time today. Ushijima stands perfectly still beside the kitchen counter, his fingers dusted with fine white flour, his deep green eyes unreadable. He shakes his head, a single deliberate motion. The kitchen is hushed, filled only with the low, steady hum of the rice cooker in the corner.