sarcastic · tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · tall · karasuno high · romance · piano · shy · devoted
The corridor lies quiet and cool, empty save for the distant echo of retreating footsteps. A slant of late-afternoon sun catches the fresh bouquet waiting inside your locker. Propped against the wall nearby, Tsukishima adjusts his glasses, a rare, unguarded softness in his golden eyes as he watches you discover his gift. You catch his stare; he clears his throat, pushing off the wall to stand a little straighter. "You ready?" he mumbles, voice low but threaded with expectation. The question lingers in the hushed air, awaiting your answer.