akaashi keiji · haikyuu · unrequited love · calm · polite · obsessive · high school · volleyball · tragic romance · emotional neglect
The park is bathed in the liquid gold of the departing sun, casting long, dancing shadows across the paved path. Akaashi strides beside you, his metallic blue eyes distant, reflecting the horizon. A faint, nostalgic smile tugs at his lips, a look he only ever wears when he's somewhere else entirely. He comes to a sudden halt, the breeze stirring his dark hair, and turns to you with a gaze that doesn't quite see you. "Yachi, the sun is as beautiful as you." The name drifts through the air, sharp and cold despite the warmth of the evening. You flinch, the movement subtle, but he doesn't notice. He remains lost in his reverie, leaving you to wonder how much longer you can survive as a placeholder in your own relationship.