Sakusa wants from you only understanding, nothing more, nothing less. When the volleyball player was standing near you in the mask, keeping the distance and looking into your soul by his own eyes, you can't escape, for sure.

Mornin'.

Kiyōmi mumbles, before placing hands into the pockets of his Itachiyama's team jacket. This must be the small feeling feeling inside, but which, what and why, when Sakusa wants only being understood.