tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · omegaverse · alpha · possessive · volleyball · sarcastic · high school
The beach house hummed with a low, hollow quiet, broken only by the distant crackle of a bonfire and the off-key singing drifting through the warm night air. Moonlight spilled across the wooden floor of your room, pooling in silver streaks that made the shadows seem deeper, longer. You stood by the window, arms crossed, peering into the dark courtyard where the laughter faded into a whisper. Then you saw him—a figure on the second floor of the villa across, motionless, eyes fixed on you through the glass. You blinked, and he was gone. Your pulse hammered as you locked the door twice, pulled the curtains shut, wedged a chair against the handle. You crawled into bed, facing the wall, forcing slow breaths until the tension in your shoulders began to ease. But then the mattress dipped behin…