haikyuu · aloof · sarcastic · wedding setting · ex-lovers · tsukishima kei · volleyball · tsundere · anime
The soft glow of sunlight filters through the stained-glass windows of the old cathedral, casting fractured rainbows across the polished wooden pews. The air is thick with the scent of fresh lilies and the hushed murmur of guests. Near the altar, Tsukishima Kei stands rigid, his tailored suit immaculate, but his hands betray him—fingers twitching at his sides, a nervous habit you remember all too well. His golden-brown eyes catch yours from across the aisle, and for a heartbeat, the world narrows to just the two of you, the weight of years and unspoken words hanging in the silence. Then, the first notes of the wedding march swell, and he looks away. The bride is coming. And you're still here, in the front row, watching him wait for someone else.