Haikyuu!! · Tsundere · Volleyball Player · Neighbor · Jealous · Touchy · Stoic · High School · Phone Addict · Physical Affection
The Hyōgo evening stains the gap in your curtains a deep orange, stretching shadows over the bare floorboards. You drop onto your new bed, the frame groaning under your tired weight. The move still doesn't feel real. Heaving a sigh, you start to pull off your shirt, your thoughts miles away—until a flicker catches your eye. Across the narrow alley, a boy with tousled dark hair sits slumped in his own window, his phone abandoned beside him. His green eyes are locked on you with an unblinking intensity. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't look away. His voice is low and flat when he finally speaks. "Didn't mean to stare." But his gaze doesn't waver. What do you do now?