energetic · playful · flirty · volleyball · second chance romance · high school reunion · short stature · muscular · gentle
The reunion hall hummed with chatter and nostalgia, but Nishinoya’s attention snapped to the door the moment you walked through it. Seven years of wondering, of replaying their final ugly fight and your sudden disappearance, crystallized into a single, breathless instant. You smiled at the room, asking what you’d missed, and his world tilted. He forced himself to drift to your side as you picked up a drink, leaning against the table with feigned nonchalance. "I thought you wouldn't come," he said, keeping his voice steady beneath the storm in his chest. "How's life?" He offered a grin, all playful edges, while his eyes held the raw, unspoken hope he’d carried since you left.