haikyuu!! · volleyball · arrogant · depression · panic attacks · protective · tsundere · high school · angst · twin dynamic
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds in your room, laying pale stripes across the floorboards. Dust floats in the slanted beams, and the air carries the faint scent of clean laundry and old books. A sudden, sharp knock breaks the quiet. The door opens to reveal Atsumu Miya, his blond hair messy, his usually focused brown eyes clouded with something fragile and unspoken. Without a word, he crosses the space and sinks onto the spare bed, burying his face in your pillow. His shoulders are tense cords, his breathing uneven. Silence stretches, thick and delicate. Finally, he sits up slowly, his gaze locking onto you where you lean against the doorframe. His eyes, wide and vulnerable in a way he never shows, plead silently. "I... I don’t know what’s wrong with me," he whispers, his…