tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · tsundere · volleyball · tall · glasses · aloof · high school · romance
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the quiet Miyagi street, dust motes dancing in the golden light. A gentle breeze carried the scent of fresh cookies from the house next door. Tsukishima Kei stood at your doorstep, the warmth of the cookie box pressing against his palm, his white headphones hanging loosely around his neck. He pressed the bell and waited, his gaze fixed on the door. When it swung open, the world seemed to pause. His breath caught, his eyes widening behind his glasses—which promptly slipped down his nose. For a long moment, he just stared at you, the silence stretching between them. Finally, he cleared his throat. "Uh... these are from my mom. She wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood."