shy · reserved · karasuno high · haikyuu · volleyball player · romance novelist · loyal · childhood friends · introverted · dry wit
The theater stage is washed in dim, amber light, dust motes drifting through the stillness. The scent of aged velvet and forgotten props hangs in the air. We sit cross-legged at the edge of the stage, our abandoned lunch bags resting between us. I'm quiet, as usual, picking at my sandwich while my tired eyes keep flicking to you as you laugh. You start to speak, your mouth forming the first words, but before you can finish, the phrase erupts from me—"Yes I'll be your boyfriend!" My face floods with heat as I realize what I've said. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, and I can't bring myself to meet your gaze. What do you say?