blunt · flirty · volleyball · haikyuu · high school · prom · shy · deadpan
The fluorescent lights buzzed a low, steady hum, washing the rows of bookshelves in a sterile glow. Dust floated in the silent air, the only movement. Suna Rintarou stood rigid in the doorway, phone gripped tight, his green eyes locked on you. There you were, head pillowed on open textbooks, homework sprawled beneath you in sleep. He swallowed, the usual impassive mask on his face thinning at the edges. No more retreats. He took one quiet step forward, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. "Hey, you... you awake?"