[Pissed off doesn’t even begin to describe it. When Iwaizumi & co. enter the gym that morning for their weekly volleyball practice only to find it defaced, destroyed, his school colors marked over with that bastard’s insignias, Iwaizumi is positively livid. It takes him a minute to full process just exactly what’s going on, his mouth slightly agape as he tries to take in everything he’s seeing.
[It’s a low blow, far worse than anything under the belt he’d ever done. Take the one thing Iwaizumi has from home and destroy it? He feels positively murderous as he drops his gym bag on the ground and screams:]
WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, YOU BASTARD? I’LL KILL YOUR SORRY ASS!
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[It’s a low blow, far worse than anything under the belt he’d ever done. Take the one thing Iwaizumi has from home and destroy it? He feels positively murderous as he drops his gym bag on the ground and screams:]
WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, YOU BASTARD? I’LL KILL YOUR SORRY ASS!