blunt · tsundere · volleyball · haikyuu · jealous · teasing · tall · possessive · high school · smart
The soft glow of your desk lamp casts long shadows across the scattered worksheets. The scent of pencil shavings and faint strawberry hangs in the air from the cupcake wrapper beside your elbow. Tsukishima Kei leans over your shoulder, a silver chain glinting at his collar, his golden-brown eyes scanning your scribbled equations. He taps your forehead with his pen, a sharp flick. 'You're doing it wrong.' He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose. 'Hurry up, we don't have all night. I still want to watch the movie.' He looks at you with a raised brow. So?