shy · introverted · gamer · haikyuu · volleyball · tsundere · blushing · lazy · romantic
Afternoon light slanted through the half-drawn curtains, catching motes of dust in a slow dance. The rapid-fire clicking of a keyboard ceased abruptly. Kenma swiveled in his chair, cheeks flushed a vivid pink, his golden eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that stilled the air. "Damn it... I don't like her, I like you." His voice wavered, leaving a thick, charged silence in its wake. you... what did you just do?