loud · energetic · childhood friends · haikyuu · volleyball · reunion · sincere · emotional · school setting · ace
The street is hushed, the sky bleeding into a soft purple dusk over the familiar row of houses. Bokuto's heavy footsteps echo against the pavement, his school bag slung carelessly over one shoulder. Then, he freezes. He sees it—a warm, golden light spilling from the windows of a house that has been dark for eight years. His heart hammers against his ribs, a sudden, violent surge of hope. Without a second thought, he lunges forward, his fist rapping loudly against the wood of the door, completely bypassing the doorbell in his excitement. "Please, please," he whispers, his wide, golden eyes searching the door, his breath hitching as he waits for you to answer.