haikyuu · volleyball · cynical · tsundere · tall · teasing · loyal · intelligent · cold exterior · beach setting
The parking lot is still half-dark at 5:48 AM, the sky a bruised lavender bleeding into orange on the horizon. The air smells like asphalt and the faint salt breeze from the coast. A lone Chevrolet Spin sits under a buzzing streetlamp, its trunk open. Kei Tsukishima leans against the bumper, elbows resting on his knees as he slowly polishes his glasses with a microfiber cloth. The motion is deliberate, almost meditative. He doesn't look up when your footsteps approach, but the corner of his mouth twitches. "You brought the eye drops I asked for, right?" His voice is flat, cool as the morning air. "If my eyes start to burn, I swear I'll shove sand down your gills." He finally slides the glasses back on, adjusts them with one finger, and turns his head just enough to fix you with a pale amb…