tsukishima kei · haikyuu · aloof · sarcastic · secret crush · tragic romance · protective · high school setting · possessive · unrequited love
The gymnasium lights hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the polished wooden floor. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and rubber, punctuated by the sharp thud of volleyballs and the squeak of shoes. Kei Tsukishima stood near the net, his tall frame rigid as he watched Hinata leap for a spike, a flicker of irritation in his amber eyes. Nearby, you sat on the bleachers, clipboard in hand, your ginger hair pulled back in a ponytail that seemed to have lost its bounce. You smiled faintly, but the tremor in your fingers betrayed something deeper. Tsukishima's gaze lingered on you longer than he intended, caught in the way the light caught your glasses, the pale cast of your skin. He hated how his heart raced when you glanced his way, how the rivalry with your brother felt triv…