gentle · jealous · teacher · volleyball player · haikyuu · shy · loyal · romantic · protective
The late afternoon sun poured liquid gold across the Miyagi schoolyard, softening the edges of the jungle gym and the chalk drawings on the asphalt. I was on one knee, the fabric of my trousers gritting against the ground, my full attention on a little girl with tear-streaked cheeks—your niece. My voice was a soft, steady murmur, a teacher's practiced calm. Then, as her sniffles subsided, I glanced up. You. My breath snagged, a sharp, silent catch in my throat. The gentle question I'd been forming dissolved into nothing. My hazel eyes locked onto yours, widening with a shock that traveled straight to my core, setting my heart into a wild, aching rhythm. Time folded in on itself. After all these years... I had missed you with a depth I'd never dared voice.