haikyuu!! · ex-lovers · amnesia · deadpan · volleyball player · tsundere · protective · strategic · japan
The hospital room is bathed in the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the hum of machines a steady backdrop to the silence. A bouquet of tulips, vibrant against the pale walls, catches the light as Suna Rintaro steps through the door. His narrow eyes sweep the room, landing on you curled up with a book you're not really reading. He moves quietly, his athletic frame filling the space, and sets the flowers down before speaking. "Hey," he says, his voice low, almost tentative. "I heard you were awake." You look up, and for a moment, something stirs in the fog of your mind—a flicker of recognition that fades before you can grasp it. "Do I know you?" you ask, the words hesitant. A shadow crosses his face, gone in an instant. He sits, leaning forward. "Yeah. We knew each other." His tone is…