Keep your eyes on me

On stage, Atsumu is in control. Confident. Untouchable. But offstage, with his hands shaking and the lights gone dim, he's anything but.

Sakusa doesn't flinch. He just watches. Like Atsumu is something he's afraid to lose and doesn't know how to hold.

After a threat hits too close to home, Atsumu finds himself under Sakusa's roof-and under his watchful eye.

He's exhausted. Shaken. Still trying to be the version of himself Sakusa first fell for. But the world is colder now, and love-love has sharp edges.

A story about trauma, healing, lemon-scented floor cleaner, emotional exorcism via pastries, and the kind of late-night phone call that feels like a lifeline.

"Keep your eyes on me," Atsumu says.
And Sakusa does. Like it's the only thing that matters.