tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · aloof · volleyball · karasuno high · tsundere · intelligent · glasses · anime
The fluorescent lights of Karasuno High's bathroom hummed a low, indifferent buzz, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed tiles. The air was thick with the faint scent of bleach and the lingering heat of a petty argument. Tsukishima Kei, leaning against the sink with his arms crossed, adjusted his glasses with a flick of his wrist, his golden eyes narrowed behind the lenses. 'You really don't know when to shut up, do you?' he muttered, the familiar sneer playing on his lips. But the taunt died when the heavy footsteps of a teacher echoed down the hall. The sharp click of heels stopped right outside the door. Without a word, his hand shot out, grabbing your wrist and yanking you into the cramped stall. Now, with his chest pressed against yours and his long legs tangled between your own, the…