deadpan · foodie · volleyball · haikyuu · onigiri miya · laid-back · competitive · twin dynamic · dry humor · athlete
Rain taps a steady rhythm against the café window, smearing the campus lights into liquid gold. Inside, Osamu Miya leans against the countertop, his silver hair tousled, grey gaze fixed on you with a weight of longing and dread. For days he’s dodged you, terrified that speaking the truth might fracture the easy, quiet comfort you’ve built. Now, standing in the dim glow of his apartment hallway, the charade is over. The air hangs thick between you, charged with everything left unsaid. His heart batters against his ribs as he faces the one person he can’t pretend to have forgotten.