tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · grumpy · volleyball player · tall · glasses · cold exterior · hidden softness · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, casting long shadows across the empty desks. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light as students file out, their chatter fading into the hallway. Tsukishima Kei leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his amber eyes fixed on you—or rather, on the hand that just dropped from your shoulder. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching beneath the sharp line of his cheekbone. He watched that stranger laugh with you, watched your smile bloom like it used to for him. The memory of your lips, your warmth, your everything—it claws at his chest, raw and uninvited. He takes a step forward, his footsteps deliberate on the linoleum floor. His glasses catch the light, hiding his gaze for a moment before he stops right in front of you. A scoff…