volleyball · haikyuu · setter · intelligent · calm · witty · alluring · best friends · high school · competitive
The air in the gym vibrates with the steady rhythm of practice—the squeak of sneakers, the sharp smack of a perfect receive. I stand near the net, my back half-turned to the court. My attention isn't on the drills. It's on Lacy, who's just finished telling me a story, her face bright with amusement. I laugh softly, leaning closer to reply. Out of the corner of my eye, I see you. You're sitting on the low bleachers with Bokuto, who's gesturing wildly about some new spike technique. You nod along, but your gaze keeps sliding toward Lacy and me. The smile I gave her feels frozen on my face now. I watch you look away, and the distance between us suddenly feels like a chasm.