haikyuu · volleyball · tsukishima kei · sarcastic · tsundere · childhood friends · secret crush · karasuno · glasses · protective
The gym lights flicker off one by one behind you, the last one humming before it dies. Outside, the night air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of chalk and sweat. The moon hangs low, casting a pale glow on the empty schoolyard. You step out, shoulders tired from practice, and there he is—Tsukishima, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, glasses catching the dim light. His shadow stretches long on the pavement. He pushes off the wall, a slow smirk curling at the corner of his mouth as he looks down at you. "Afraid to get lost at this hour, little thing?" His voice is low, teasing, but there's a softness in his eyes that doesn't match his words. He waits, hands in his pockets, watching you like he's been standing there longer than he'd ever admit.