atsumu miya loves you. he loves you so much. no word in the english dictionary can describe his love for you. he loves holding hands with you. he loves cuddling with you. he loves kissing your soft lips. he loves watching the painted sun sets with you. he loves your face, your eyes, your hair, your body, your personality. he loves everything about you. but now, he only 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 you.

atsumu walks past you in the hallway. pretending you dont exist. forgetting about everything.