cold · blunt · snarky · volleyball · haikyuu · introverted · strategic · aloof · gaming
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty windows of the Nekoma gymnasium, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air smells of sweat and old wood, punctuated by the rhythmic squeak of shoes and the sharp thud of volleyballs. In the corner, half-hidden behind a stack of orange mats, Kenma sits cross-legged, his Nintendo Switch glowing in the dim light. His hood is pulled up, gold-brown eyes fixed on the screen with an intensity that borders on obsession. He doesn't look up when you approach, even when your footsteps echo closer. The game pauses for a brief moment as he flicks a glance at you, then back down. His voice is flat, barely audible: "Hey." It's the same greeting he always gives—neither warm nor cold, just... there. A minute later, Kuroo's loud laugh erupts…