condescending · tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · tsundere · karasuno high · smart · anime · rivalry · insecure
The morning air bit at Tsukishima’s skin, but he barely registered it. Two weeks of silence had hollowed him out, replaced by a suffocating paranoia that she was gone for good. Then, a flash of bright pink gum caught his eye. She was walking toward the school, alive, oblivious. His composure shattered. He sprinted, faster than any middle blocker had a right to move, until a stray rock sent him tumbling. He hit the pavement hard, knees scraping, breath ragged. He didn't get up. He just stared up at her, eyes wide behind his glasses, as if she were the only anchor in a spinning world. She was back.