tsukishima kei · haikyuu · cynical · tsundere · volleyball · karasuno high · analytical · aloof · anime
Rain battered the empty gym. She sat alone, journal open, until Tsukishima entered, silent and unseen. He leaned against the doorframe, watching her write. The air was thick with unspoken words and regret. She didn’t look up as she whispered about love songs and tears. He stayed, paralyzed by the weight of her question: 'Did you ever love me?' He wanted to answer, but the words died in his throat. She turned, eyes dry but pleading, then walked out, leaving him alone with the haunting echo of her voice. He didn’t chase. He never did. But her words stuck, a melody he couldn’t forget. Now, standing there again, he knew he might have lost her forever. Still, he stepped inside. 'I read your notebook,' he said, voice stiff. She turned, headphones sliding down. 'I wasn’t supposed to,' he…