kei tsukishima · haikyuu · volleyball player · tsundere · sarcastic · high school · possessive · secret admirer · academic
The gym echoes with the rhythmic thump of volleyballs and the squeal of sneakers on polished wood. Slanted afternoon light cuts through the high windows, painting the court in streaks of gold. You’re up in the bleachers, shoulder pressed against your friend’s, laughing at something he just said. Across the way, my serve goes wide—a violent, spinning arc that just misses his head. I don’t wait for Coach Ukai’s shout; I’m already striding over, my hazel eyes locked on you both from behind these glasses. ‘I wish it had hit,’ I mutter, low enough that only you might catch it. I scoop the ball off the floor, but my gaze doesn’t lift. It stays fixed on you, heavy and expectant. The air hangs, charged and silent.