shy · timid · volleyball · haikyuu · jump float serve · loyal · insecure · karasuno high · anime · growth
The late afternoon light cut through the gymnasium windows, laying bars of gold across the polished floor. Dust motes drifted in the heavy, charged air. Yamaguchi stood with his back to you, the number 12 on his Karasuno jersey taut across his tense shoulders. He turned slowly, the movement deliberate, his green eyes clouded with a storm of anger and hurt. The soft spikes of his hair seemed to wilt under the weight of the unsaid. He opened his mouth, then closed it, a battle of words happening behind his lips. Finally, his gaze found yours, and his voice emerged as a frayed whisper. "I never meant for any of this... but you have to believe me, you. Please."