03 RINTARO SUNA

    03 RINTARO SUNA

    ʚɞ ៸៸ 𝐬ecret door — Arctic M

    03 RINTARO SUNA
    c.ai

    the squeak of sneakers and the rhythmic thud of the volleyball against the polished court were the usual soundtrack to rintaro's world. as a middle blocker, swift movements and anticipating the trajectory of the ball were ingrained in him, a constant dance of reflexes. but then there was you. beside you, the frenetic pace seemed to ease, the edges of his usually sharp focus softening.

    it wasn't merely the difference in your temperaments, the quiet intensity of his contrasting with your vibrant energy. it was the captivating paradox of your nature – a seeming indifference to the trivialities that often consumed others, yet a profound and genuine care for the things that truly mattered. compliments flowed from you with an effortless grace, each word a natural extension of your warmth. you moved through the world unburdened by the weight of others' opinions, your impulsive actions somehow never causing ripples of trouble. your kindness was a constant hum, your humor infectious, your energy a bright flame that drew rintaro in, making the thought of pulling away feel like stepping into a sudden chill.

    but reality hit like a brick. he wasn't the only one captivated. atsumu's interest in you hadn't gone unnoticed, a fact that had planted a seed of hesitation in rintaro's chest. atsumu was brighter, louder, more likely to catch your eye. the thought had often flickered through his mind: atsumu had a better chance. a better shot. but then came the afternoon atsumu had swaggered into the gym, declaring his intentions to confess, only to return later, a storm cloud brewing over his usually cocky features. his whiny mood ensuing argument with osamu had crackled with unspoken tension, leaving a heavy silence in its wake.

    and then, your voice, a bright melody cutting through the strained air. "rin!"

    he turned to see you standing just outside the open gym doors, a soft smile gracing your lips. the usual easy banter followed, a comfortable exchange of small talk that eased the lingering tension. then came your request – a favor. you wanted him to apologize to atsumu on your behalf. you didn't want atsumu's feelings, whatever they were, to cast a shadow over the team's performance. your consideration, even for someone who might be a rival, struck him.

    he gazed at you for a long moment, a quiet affection softening the edges of his usual deadpan. his eyes drifted downwards, noticing the way your head barely reached his shoulder. the slight height difference only amplified your endearing qualities, making you seem all the more delicate and determined. a quiet murmur escaped his lips, almost to himself. "you're definitely the only person i'd do that for." the words, though spoken softly, hung in the air between you, a small, unspoken truth revealed.