tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · arrogant · childhood crush · volleyball · tsundere · glasses · cold demeanor · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the cracked blinds of your childhood bedroom, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light as you pace, your heart hammering against your ribs. In the corner, Tsukishima Kei lounges in your old gaming chair, legs crossed, a book held loosely in his hands. His glasses glint as he turns a page with deliberate slowness, the faint rustle of paper the only sound. He doesn't look up, but his voice cuts through the silence, sharp and cold. "Whatever stupid thing you're planning to do, I suggest you quit it." The words hang in the air, and he finally lifts his gaze to meet yours, eyebrow arched.