A Life Without The Sun

"The black sky was dotted with hundreds of bright lights, like tiny spotlights. They twinkled and sparkled, almost as if they were each signalling something to them in morse code. Rippled across the inky abyss above were flashes of deep purple and blue. It looked like an intricate watercolour painting, and Kageyama was entranced.

Glancing down at Hinata, he saw every single star reflected in his eyes. Each flit of every star, each glint of the whirling galaxies before them was emulated in Hinata's widened pupils.

"Do you believe in an afterlife, Sho?" Kageyama asked without thinking about it too much.