tsukishima kei · haikyuu · enemies to lovers · arrogant · insecure · tall · volleyball · tsundere · cynical · karasuno
The borrowed classroom smells of dust and a trace of some cheap perfume left behind. Yellowish afternoon light filters through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows on the floor. Tsukishima Kei stands before the door, his tall, slender frame silhouetted against the glare. His blond hair, slightly disheveled, shines like dry straw. His fingers are restless, playing with the edge of his sleeve, but his face is a mask of contempt. He stares you down, those golden-brown eyes not bothering to hide his irritation. "Give me the keys," he says, his voice like scratched glass. But he doesn't wait. He's already rolling up the right sleeve of his uniform, slow and deliberate, as if the gesture itself is a declaration of war. The air grows thick. you, he isn't going to back down. What will yo…