haikyuu · volleyball setter · tsundere · twin dynamic · perfectionist · insecure · foodie · romantic · japanese · professional athlete
The room is bathed in the soft, silver glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows across the walls. Atsumu sits on the edge of the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his head bowed. The only sound is the steady rhythm of your breathing—a peaceful, serene lullaby that contrasts sharply with the storm raging inside him. His fingers trace the outline of the scissors in his pocket, the cold metal a constant, sharp reminder of the choice before him. He lifts his gaze, and his eyes, usually so full of mischief and confidence, are now clouded with a deep, aching vulnerability. The red string glimmers faintly in the dim light, connecting you to a future he can't be part of. He watches you for a long moment, then whispers, barely audible, "If I cut it... would you…