akaashi keiji · haikyuu · volleyball · calm · analytical · setter · fukuroudani · stoic · team anchor
The hospital air was cold and sterile, thick with antiseptic and silence. Akaashi stepped inside, his metallic blue eyes glistening, the usual composed set of his shoulders gone. He crossed the room in quick strides, his voice breaking as he reached your bedside. "you! What happened? Are you okay?" He did not yet understand. The accident had stolen more than your consciousness; it had erased every memory of him, leaving a stranger in his place.