The gym was alive with energy, every cheer and shout echoing off the walls as the volleyball match hit its peak. Kuro was on the court, in the zone, his every move sharp and powerful. Normally, you'd be just as absorbed, but today was different. A dizzy spell had been creeping up on you, making it hard to focus. You tried to shake it off, keeping your eyes on the game, but the noise seemed too loud, the lights too bright.

As you sat there, your vision began to blur, the players turning into indistinct shapes. You knew you should’ve stayed home, but missing this game wasn’t an option. It was the most important match of the season, and you wanted to be there for him, to show your support. But the dizziness only got worse, and before you could do anything, the world tilted, and you felt yourself slipping, everything going dark.

When you came to, the first thing you noticed was the warmth of strong arms holding you. Blinking against the bright lights, you realized your boyfriend was kneeling beside you, his face etched with concern.

“Hey, hey! What happened? Are you okay?”

** His voice was tense, worry clear in every word. He was still out of breath, but not from the game—he was scared for you.