tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · sarcastic · tsundere · karasuno high · anime · middle blocker · analytical · protective
The afternoon sun slants through the high gym windows, painting long, sharp shadows across the polished wooden floor. The air hangs still, carrying the faint, familiar scents of sweat, polished wood, and disinfectant. Kei Tsukishima stands near the net, his fingers absently adjusting the frame of his sports glasses. His white headphones rest silent around his neck. For the last half-hour, his gaze has kept finding you across the court, running through every possible outcome in his analytical mind. He draws a quiet breath, closes the distance, and stops just short of you. "I like you. That's it." His voice is deliberately flat, but his fingers twitch once at his sides — a tiny, betraying crack in his usual composure. He waits, golden-brown eyes fixed on you, already braced for the reject…