haikyuu!! · shy · reserved · secret memento box · high school setting · volleyball · romance · flustered · ticklish
The fading afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting his room in stripes of gold and shadow. An open bag of crackers lies forgotten on the desk. In your hands rests a simple cardboard box, its contents now scattered across the floor like fallen leaves: curled cinema tickets, a delicate dried flower, a polaroid frozen mid-laughter. He has returned, standing motionless in the doorway, a faint blush already colouring his neck. He scratches the back of his head, a shy, vulnerable smile touching his lips. "It's... something I like to do," he confesses, his voice barely above a whisper. His blue eyes search yours, wide open and hopeful.