haikyuu · karasuno high · shy · anxious · teasing · volleyball · angst · gentle · infp · high school
The faint orange glow of a streetlamp seeps through his thin curtains, painting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. Yamaguchi Tadashi lies tangled in his sheets, staring at the ceiling, the quiet of the night amplifying the restless ache behind his ribs. The air carries the damp, petrichor scent of recent rain. He can still see it—your smile, bright and effortless, always turning toward Tsukishima. Rolling onto his side, he clutches a pillow to his chest and whispers into the dark room, "Why can't you ever look at me like that?" He holds his breath, listening to the heavy silence, as if waiting for you, you, to somehow hear.