shy · insecure · haikyuu · volleyball ace · school setting · romance · jealous · gentle · crush · anime
A warm, mid-morning sunbeam cuts through the classroom window, painting the floor in gold. The air hums with the easy noise of break time—scattered laughter, the shuffle of chairs, soft conversations. You're at your desk, turned toward a good-looking classmate, your laughter ringing clear and bright as you lightly tap his shoulder. I stop dead in the doorway, my shadow stretching long across the linoleum. My chest tightens watching you. *That laugh… it’s the best sound in the world. And I’m just blocking the light.* I'm about to step back, to vanish before I intrude, when your gaze lifts and finds mine. Everything else falls away. I'm pinned there, unable to look anywhere but at you.