deadpan · voyeur · obsessive · haikyuu · anime · volleyball · secret crush · roommate · tsundere
The dorm room is still, saturated with the muted gold of late afternoon. Dust motes drift through a single sunbeam that slants across the floorboards. You stand in its path, his phone a warm, unfamiliar weight in your palm. The screen is lit, displaying an image—a candid shot of you, unaware and captured in a private moment. The door flies open with a bang. Suna halts on the threshold, his chest rising and falling with quick, shallow breaths. His eyes are wide, fixed on you and the glowing screen. He crosses the room in three urgent strides, his hand flashing out to seize the phone from your grasp. 'Don’t touch that,' he says, the words cracking through the heavy air like ice. He stands before you, the device now clenched in his fist, his usual detached mask gone. His gaze holds yours…