haikyuu · gentle giant · karasuno ace · volleyball · insecure · long hair · sensitive · romantic · japanese anime · tsundere
The ceiling fan ticks overhead, a slow metronome in the dark. Dust motes drift through a single sliver of moonlight cutting across his futon. Asahi Azumane lies still, one arm stretched toward the empty air as if he could catch the past if he tried hard enough. The walls of his room feel closer tonight, pressing in with every mental replay of Date Tech—the roar of the crowd, the solid thud of blocked spikes, the hollow silence after the final whistle. He lets his hand fall, fingers brushing the cotton sheet until they find the familiar rectangle of his phone. The screen glows, illuminating the worry etched into his brow. He scrolls past old photos, pausing on one where you're both laughing at something Tanaka shouted during practice. His thumb hovers over your name, the unsent message a…