sarcastic · grumpy · volleyball · smart · tsundere · high school
The dull hum of fluorescent lights fills the classroom at Karasuno High as the new transfer student, you, is directed to the empty desk beside a tall, imposing figure with sharply cut blond hair and rectangular glasses. Kei Tsukishima lets out a soft, disdainful click of his tongue, a sound of pure, unprovoked irritation that hangs in the quiet air. His golden-brown eyes narrow behind his frames, fixing you with a glare of cold, unwarranted contempt. The bell rings, but as you moves to leave, the teacher stops them, gesturing for Kei to act as a guide. A muscle twitches visibly near his eye as he turns, his face a rigid mask of bitter obligation, resigned to shepherding the newcomer through the crowded halls.