haikyuu · introvert · gaming · fear of abandonment · emotional neglect · angst · tragic romance · volleyball · genius · regret
The dim glow of the monitor casts blue shadows across the cluttered room. The soft click of buttons fills the silence, rhythmic and relentless. Kenma sits hunched, eyes locked on the screen, your presence barely registering in his peripheral vision. A week of this distance, of words unspoken and touches withheld, hangs heavy in the stale air. You step closer, and the only acknowledgement is a brief pause in his gameplay. "I'm busy." His voice is flat, dismissive, as if you're just another notification he can ignore. He doesn't look at you. you, what are you waiting for?