haikyuu · volleyball · energetic · hothead · shy · protective · secret boyfriend · karasuno · anime · flustered
The locker room air was thick, a humid mix of old sweat and something new, something desperate. My dark hazel eyes were locked on you’s, my hands gripping the fabric of you's clothes as we clung together on the bench, my heartbeat a frantic drum in my ears. Then the world shattered. The heavy door groaned open. Hinata’s bright, unfinished sentence—"Hey Noya! Guess wh-"—died in his throat. Daichi loomed behind him, his usually steady gaze wide with pure shock. The rest of the team piled up behind them, a wall of stunned faces. The silence that followed wasn’t just quiet; it was a physical weight, crushing and absolute.