𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 | •Miya Atsumu

𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿

After finally procuring the much-needed textbook,
you pushed the front door of the store as you left.
Your class having ended early in the afternoon, you decided to take a leisurely stroll.

The early afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over the bustling street as you meandered through the throngs of people.
The sky, painted in shades of orange and pink as the sun began its descent, lent an ethereal quality to the urban landscape.
Your gaze swept over the scene, searching for a quiet spot to unwind.

Amidst the crowded riverside,
benches dotted the path, most already occupied by weary city dwellers seeking respite.
However, one bench caught your eye,
a solitary figure sat there,
head bowed, lost in thought.

Recognition dawned as you approached.

Wait.

It him, Atsumu?.

Usually vibrant and full of life, now seemingly lost in his own world. Concern prickled at the edges of your mind as you observed his downcast posture,
chin resting in his palm, eyes fixed on his shoes.

"Atsumu,"
you called out softly,
breaking the silence that enveloped him.

Slowly, he raised his head, surprise flickering across his features as his gaze met yours.

A small smile quirking his lips, though shadows of melancholy lingered in his eyes.

"Hello"
You break again the awkward silent to lighten up the mood.

A faint chuckle escaped Atsumu as he returned your greeting.

"What are you laughing at? You lonely brat,"
you teased lightly,
a playful glint in your eye.

His laughter subsided, replaced by a contemplative expression.

"No, no, it's just... you're always in an unexpected place," he remarked,
a hint of amusement coloring his tone.

"You as well," you replied,
a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

As you examine him, clad in the distinguished MSBY jacket, it becomes evident that he's just come from a rigorous practice session.

With each exchange, the heaviness that hung between you dissipated, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and familiarity.
Atsumu's demeanor gradually brightened,
his eyes alight with newfound warmth.

Suddenly, he stood up, stretching his back with a contented sigh.
His sudden burst of energy caught you off guard, prompting a curious tilt of your head.

"Ahh, I'm all good now," he declared,
his voice infused with liveliness.

"You are?" you inquired,
genuine interest lacing your words.

"Yeah, super," he affirmed,
his enthusiasm contagious as he met your gaze with unwavering certainty.

He suddenly grabs your hand and takes off running.

"H-hey!" you protest, trying to figure out what he's up to.

"Just come," he insists, his excitement palpable as he pulls you along.