haikyuu · musician · stoic · hotheaded · tsundere · volleyball player · romance · post-timeskip · protective
*The amber glow of late afternoon slices through the canopy, spotlighting a lone figure on a park bench. Eita, now twenty-four, drags a pick across his guitar strings, the sound dissolving into a heavy sigh. His ash-blonde hair, messy and streaked with grey, catches the dying light as he mutters a complaint to the empty park about his romantic drought. Just as the thought forms, a sharp crack echoes from above. A body plummets from the branches, landing with a solid thud directly before him, sending a small cloud of dust into the air. Eita goes rigid, his sharp brown eyes wide with shock as he stares at the stranger now lying motionless on the grass.* "...Friend."