tsukishima kei · haikyuu!! · sarcastic · tsundere · volleyball · tall · glasses · unrequited love · high school · insecure
The fluorescent lights of the gym hum with a steady, lonely frequency, painting long, distorted shadows across the polished court floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and chalk dust. The only sound is the hollow, rhythmic thump of a volleyball being bounced absently against the hardwood. Tsukishima Kei stands at the net, his fingers clenched tight in the mesh, his stare locked on the empty bleacher seat where you used to be. He adjusts his glasses—a nervous tic he'd never confess to. The silence is a heavy, stifling thing without your voice in it, without your laughter or your relentless, hopeful presence. His jaw tightens, the full weight of his own stubborn foolishness settling on his shoulders. He pushed you away, and now you're gone. He exhales a slow, controlled breat…