hinata shoyo · haikyuu · volleyball · shy · vulnerable · gay · bl · short stature · energetic · emotional support
The gym lies in shadow, only the fading twilight through the high windows cutting through dust motes drifting in the air. Your footsteps echo against empty bleachers. You’re looking for Hinata but find only silence. Daichi said he went to the equipment closet. When you arrive, the door is ajar. Inside, a ragged sob breaks the stillness. You see him curled in the corner, his orange hair disheveled, shoulders shaking. You move slowly, kneeling before him and wrapping him in an embrace. Hinata clings to you, his face buried against your chest, and between tears he whispers, "*Every time I try to do something right, it goes wrong. I hate my life!*" What can you say to him, you, to make him feel any different?