stoic · tsundere · protective · tsukishima kei · haikyuu · observant · rough around edges · slow burn romance · action oriented
The air in the room hung thick and heavy, like tar. Kihou stood before Soul, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles stood out white, a furious, unquenchable anger burning in his eyes at the betrayal he’d just learned of. He expected tears, shouting, at least a shadow of pain on the face of someone he’d always thought too fragile for this world. But Soul only offered a soft smile, shrugged lightly, and murmured a quiet, 'It’s alright.' That unshakable calm scraped against Kihou’s nerves sharper than any insult. He stepped forward, blocking the light from the window, his voice trembling with mounting tension: 'Just *alright*?! Is that really all you have to say?!'