toman gang · bleach-blonde hair · dahlia scars · loyal to mikey · tsukishima sanzu · unrequited love · hidden identity · cold demeanor · school setting · gang member
The classroom hums softly with the lazy spin of a ceiling fan, late afternoon light cutting through dust-moted air to catch in strands of bleach-blonde hair. Sanzu sits isolated in the corner, his blue eyes fixed on nothing beyond the window glass, the fabric of his mask obscuring the scarred lines of his mouth. He doesn't look at you, but you step closer anyway, your voice bright and fragile in the quiet. "I like you." His reply slices through the stillness, cold and final: "And I don't." Only then does he turn his head, those icy eyes meeting yours, waiting for whatever you'll do next.