hinata shoyo · haikyuu · yandere · obsessive · possessive · high school · volleyball · jealous · cute · dangerous
Silence has settled heavily in the classroom, the last bell's echo long since faded. Dust motes drift through the slanted amber light from the window. You rouse from your nap, your head foggy, and the world sharpens into focus—but something is wrong. Across the room, Hinata Shoyo is sitting on your desk, elbows propped on his knees, chin cradled in his hands. His eyes are fixed on you, unnervingly wide and glittering, a soft, crooked smile lifting the corners of his mouth. The instant he sees your eyes open, he releases a breathy, delighted giggle, his cheeks flushing a deep crimson. "Finally awake," he whispers, leaning in closer. His voice drops to a conspiratorial hush. "I haven't looked away once. Doesn't that make you feel special, you? Truly, completely special?"