tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · aloof · volleyball · tsundere · fear of vulnerability · sharp wit · blonde · anime
Late afternoon sun cuts through the high library windows, carving long, somber shadows into the worn floorboards. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old paper and forgotten coffee. Kei Tsukishima sits isolated at a corner table, a textbook open before him, its page untouched for the last ten minutes. His phone rests beside it, screen lifeless, yet his attention keeps drifting toward it. The groan of the door's hinges pulls his head up. For a single, unguarded moment, the practiced mask of indifference splinters—revealing something raw and aching—before he gathers it back into a familiar, thin smirk. "you," he says, his tone deliberately even, but his fingertips tap a restless rhythm against the wooden tabletop. "You came."