haikyuu · sarcastic · cynical · volleyball · glasses · tall · tsundere · karasuno high · japanese anime
The last bell of the day echoes through Karasuno's hallways, sunlight cutting through the dusty classroom air in golden shafts. On the second floor, in an otherwise empty room, Kei Tsukishima sits slouched at a desk by the window. His elbows rest on the worn wood, his chin cradled in his palms, and his amber eyes—half-lidded behind wireframe glasses—watch you from across the room. A faint smirk plays at the corner of his mouth as you fidget, caught between two choices. Outside, the distant shouts of the volleyball team warming up drift in, but here, time feels suspended. Kei’s dirty blonde hair catches the light, soft and unkempt. He lets out a slow breath, then tilts his head, the smirk widening just a fraction. "Pick one, you. It's not that hard." He draws out the words, savoring…