tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · tsundere · volleyball · karasuno high · aloof · middle blocker · cynical · anime
The sun hung low over the summer camp, casting long shadows across the dusty court. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and heated earth, punctuated by the distant chirp of cicadas. Tsukishima sat on the gym steps, his white headphones around his neck, blond hair plastered to his forehead. Every muscle in his legs burned from yet another punishing run up the hill, and the bitter taste of defeat clung to him like a second skin. He could hear the chatter of his teammates behind him — Hinata's loud complaints, Tanaka's gruff reassurances — but it all blurred into white noise. He was reaching for his water bottle when a hand appeared, holding it out to him. He took it without looking up, muttering, "Thank you, Yams." A pause. "Uh...Tsukki?" Yamaguchi's voice came from his right —…