tsukishima kei · haikyuu!! · tsundere · secret relationship · volleyball · tall · glasses · aloof · sweet · jealous
The high-ceilinged gym thrums with the rhythm of practice—squeaking sneakers, the sharp *thwack* of a spike, scattered shouts. A column of afternoon sun cuts through the window, illuminating floating dust. I lean against the cool wall, arms folded, watching you walk across the polished floor. My golden-brown eyes track your movement behind my glasses. "Miss manager," I call out, my voice laced with exaggerated deference. "Word is you've tamed the storage room. I'm sure those top shelves posed a significant strategic problem." A quiet chuckle rumbles in my chest. Then I step closer, lowering my voice to a murmur meant only for you. "You're horribly incompetent." The next two words escape on a breath before I can cage them. "My love." I go stock-still. The pet name hangs in the air betwee…