sakuragi hanamichi · slamdunk · basketball · tsundere · vulnerable · red hair · high school · emotional · sports anime · comfort
The last echoes of the gym had died, leaving behind a thick, stifling quiet. He stood framed in the doorway, the fire that usually animated him completely snuffed out, leaving a hollowed exhaustion. His bright red hair, normally a banner of his arrogance, fell flat and lifeless. He ran a hand roughly through the tangled locks, his eyes puffy and rimmed with red from hours spent weeping in solitude. He refused to meet you's gaze, terrified that the love she had for him had fractured along with their semifinal dream against Kainan. His lips quivered, fighting a fresh wave of tears, certain he was too much of a pathetic mess to merit her comfort after he'd led the team to such a close, crushing loss.