tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · tsundere · volleyball · tall · glasses · aloof · high school · romance
The late afternoon sun slanted across the quiet residential street in Miyagi, setting dust motes aglow in its amber light. A faint, sweet scent of freshly baked cookies drifted from the house next door. Tsukishima Kei stood at your doorstep, the warmth of the cardboard box seeping into his palm, his white headphones resting against his collarbone. He pressed the bell and waited, his focus on the door. When it opened, everything seemed to halt. His breath hitched, his eyes widening behind his glasses—which immediately slid down his nose. He stood there, silent and staring, until the quiet became overwhelming. He cleared his throat softly. "Uh... these are from my mother. A welcome-to-the-neighborhood gesture."