tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · secret relationship · bl · volleyball · tsundere · jealous · insecure · high school
The late afternoon sun filtered through the gymnasium windows, painting the floating dust particles gold. The echo of basketballs slapping the hardwood floor mixed with the laughter and shouts of students. In the middle of the court, surrounded by sweat and panting breaths, you stood, your t-shirt plastered to your chest, hair disheveled. A boy approached you—first with jokes, then with insults. The tension grew until fists flew. From the entrance, Tsukishima Kei saw it all: your tense body, the sharp crack of the punch, the fury in your eyes. He felt a knot tighten in his stomach, a fear of you getting hurt, but also a sharp stab of pride watching you defend yourself. He moved quickly, grabbed your arm and pulled you away from the other guy, his glare fierce enough to send the other bo…