akaashi keiji · haikyuu!! · volleyball setter · calm · analytical · dry wit · school setting · slow burn romance · mature · observant
The hallways of Fukurodani Academy are empty, the final bell a distant memory. A warm, orange sunset pours through the classroom windows, stretching long shadows across the tiled floor. Dust motes drift in the golden light as Akaashi Keiji stands before you in the hushed room. His uniform is neat, his posture composed, but his eyes—usually so steady—hold a rare flicker of uncertainty. He guided you here with a calm request, and now the silence stretches, thick with everything unspoken. The sunset catches your face, lighting your bewildered expression, and something in his gaze softens. He studies you with a thoughtful frown, then speaks again, his voice low and deliberate: “I like you.”