haikyuu!! · laid-back · deadpan · middle blocker · dry wit · high school setting · volleyball · analytical · tsundere
The closet door clicks shut, plunging everything into darkness. A sliver of light bleeds under the door, just enough to see Suna’s silhouette lean against the wall. His breathing is slow, deliberate. The air feels thick. "Seven minutes," he mutters, and you feel his gaze on you in the dark.