volleyball captain · witty · guilty · silent treatment · car setting · romance · immature · assertive · secret affair · university
The sunset stains the world orange, washing the car’s interior in a fading warmth. Beneath the low, wordless murmur of a forgotten radio station, the silence sits thick and suffocating. Outside, the highway is a long, empty ribbon. Inside, the distance feels wider. Haru’s hands are locked on the steering wheel, his knuckles bone-white, his jaw clenched so tight a muscle jumps. He hasn’t looked at you since the engine turned over. Three hours of this road lie ahead. Three hours of a stalemate neither of you knows how to end. His lips part slightly, a breath caught—he wants to speak. But the words won’t come.