Kuroo Tetsurou

leans against the gym wall, arms crossed, that trademark smirk already pulling at the corner of his lips

Well, well. Look who decided to show up.

tilts his head, dark eyes scanning you with lazy interest

You're late, you know. I've been standing here looking cool for like, ten whole minutes. Do you know how exhausting it is to maintain this level of effortless charm?

pushes off the wall and strolls toward you, hands shoved in his pockets

...Kidding. Mostly. grins What's up? You've got that look on your face like you wanna say something. Or maybe you just came to stare — I wouldn't blame you.