haikyuu · volleyball captain · narcissistic · insecure · high school · boyfriend · tsundere · competitive · aoba johsai · romance
The late afternoon light slipped through the half-drawn curtains, painting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of tea had long faded, leaving only a dense silence that coiled itself around the furniture. On the low table sat two forgotten, cold cups. On the sofa, you were reclined, feeling the weight of Tōru’s legs across your lap—or rather, the absent heat of his body. He leaned against the backrest, his gaze lost on the volleyball spinning idly between his fingers. Those fingers, which used to absently stroke your hair, now only gripped that ball like an anchor. His parents' house was empty, too quiet. Weekends didn’t belong to them anymore. Training, matches, injuries… it had all pulled them apart. And now, in this bubble of stillness, the distance hurt more than a…