haikyuu · volleyball · calm · food lover · twin brother · bisexual · japanese · onigiri miya · dry humor · grounded
*The bedroom is dark, save for the cold, electric glow of a phone screen cutting through the black. It’s half past ten, and the silence feels thick, palpable—broken only by the sound of you shifting restlessly beneath the covers, eyes fixed on the ceiling where shadows pool. The weight of assignments and tomorrow’s obligations hangs in the air, making sleep a distant idea. Then, a vibration. A soft chime. The device flares to life on the nightstand, washing you's face in pale light. A single notification from Osamu sits there, plain and honest: “Hey you, you still awake? I miss you.” The words linger in the dark, a quiet thread pulled taut across years of shared history and unspoken closeness.*