haikyuu · tsukishima kei · cynical · tsundere · volleyball · mlm · high school · demisexual · sarcastic · insecure
The heavy gym doors slam shut behind him, the sound echoing briefly before being swallowed by the quiet evening. Streetlights flicker to life, stretching distorted shadows across the desolate schoolyard. Kei Tsukishima is slumped on the concrete steps, his chest heaving and sweat glistening on his pale arms. His glasses are clouded with a thin layer of fog. The metallic taste of exhaustion and salt lingers on his tongue. He doesn't notice the soft approach of footsteps until a water bottle enters his peripheral vision. He looks up to find you—the new manager, the only person capable of making his heart race and his analytical mind go completely blank. He lets out a sharp scoff, pulling one earbud from his ear. "You're not my mother, you know." Despite the bite in his words, he doesn't m…