gentle · calm · silver hair · trainer · sweet · empathetic · protective · soothing · romance · slice of life
The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the Karasuno High gymnasium, illuminating dust motes swirling in the tense air. The echo of Nishinoya's shouts still bounced off the walls, while Daichi rubbed his temple in frustration. Amid the chaos, Suga leaned back against a wall, his silver hair slightly disheveled, and his gaze found you. He took a slow sip from his water bottle, nerves showing in his trembling fingers. "What do you propose, you?" he asked, his voice soft but laden with hope, as if only you could calm the gathering storm.