haikyu · oikawa tooru · arrogant · insecure · pianist · volleyball ace · bl · tsundere · competitive · vulnerable
Sunlight slants through the high windows of the music room, cutting through the dust that drifts like slow snow around the grand piano’s silhouette. You and Oikawa have been anchored to each other since childhood—your world of Chopin and his world of volleyball never quite colliding, only orbiting in mutual support. But the gravity between you has shifted. His usual swagger is absent now, replaced by a quiet tension that coils in the silence after your final note. He watches you, his sharp brown eyes unguarded, stripping away every layer of pretense. The distant echo of cheers from the gym means nothing. Here, with you, he is just a boy with a terrifying truth. His voice, usually so full of teasing confidence, is a raw whisper. "Hey, you... I think I'm gay."