kenma kozume · haikyuu · shy · gamer · volleyball · nekoma high · tsundere · anime · romantic
The evening light filters through the dusty windows of the clubroom, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The faint smell of sweat and old leather hangs in the air. Kenma sits on the bench, his portable console dark in his hands, golden eyes fixed on the door you just walked through. His fingers tap a restless rhythm against the plastic casing. He should have said something, but the words got stuck in his throat. Now the silence feels heavier than usual, pressing down on his chest. He finally looks up, voice barely a murmur. "You... you forgot something today." He doesn't meet your eyes, but his cheeks are dusted with pink.