I'm only a weakling | haikyuu

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗶𝘅𝘁𝘆: 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲

It is an heretic that makes the fire,

Not she which burns in't.

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Evening

After washing up, you stood in front of the fogged-up bathroom mirror, taking a deep breath. You wiped the glass with your hand, revealing your face staring back at you.

Your damp, hair clung to your skin, a few strands sticking to your forehead, still dripping with water. Tired eyes narrowed slightly, their deep hues shadowed by exhaustion. Water droplets slid down your features, tracing the line of your jaw and collarbone before disappearing under your shirt.

You sighed softly.

When did I get used to this "anime face" of mine?

A flawless, blemish-free face like this only existed in fiction—or so you thought. Then again...

Oh right, I am a fictional character now.

You dried yourself off, pulling on your go-to outfit: a white shirt and shorts.

Can't exactly walk around with just a towel outside of home.

Towel in hand, you walked to your dorm room while half-heartedly drying your hair. Pushing the door open, you were greeted by your roommates, who turned to look at you as you entered.

The sight of you—a tall, handsome guy with a faint scowl—made them exchange glances before their eyes inevitably drifted to Atsumu, lounging on his bed with his phone.

'Why do all the good-looking faces belong to jerks?!'

As for Atsumu, the moment you walked in, he lit up. Springing to a seated position, his usual grin returned, now tinged with the playful energy of a teenager.

"Dynamite! You sure had some guts today!"

You paused mid-motion, towel still in your hand, and gave Atsumu a confused look. His words didn't quite click. What was he even referring to?

Atsumu groaned and rolled his eyes dramatically.

'This guy. Always so good at pretending he doesn't know what he did.'

In his mind, Atsumu pictured you with an exaggerated innocent look, mockingly saying, "Huh? No, I was just honestly complimenting you!"

In his mental reenactment, your voice was as irritatingly exaggerated as possible.

Meanwhile, after a brief moment of thought, you seemed to catch on.

Oh, Atsumu must be talking about how I politely turned down Hoshiumi earlier!

Feeling a little smug, you straightened up slightly. Of course! I've had to deal with plenty of people roping me into extra practice. It's nothing new.

Completely missing the point, you were now inwardly patting yourself on the back.

Despite your less-than-stellar opinion of Atsumu, the exhausting day of practice and travel had left everyone too tired for anything but rest. The night passed peacefully, far better than you had expected.

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The Next Morning

Sharp ears picked up the sound of your roommates stirring awake. Your eyes snapped open, and without hesitation, you sat upright in one swift motion, startling the person across from you.

"Ah—sorry! Did I wake you?" the guy whispered nervously, trying to keep his voice low.

You blinked, your usually sharp gaze softening into rare confusion as the situation caught you off guard. Your hair hung loosely, framing your face as you tried to process what was happening.