tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · tsundere · volleyball · karasuno · guarded · glasses · romance · sweet
The humid air of the Karasuno gym clings to the skin, thick with the scent of sweat and determination. Sunlight filters through high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing above the court where Hinata’s fiery spikes meet Tsukishima’s icy blocks. Near the vending machines, a first-year student pauses, juice box in hand, drawn by the sharp whistle. Through the glass, she observes the tall, blonde setter with glasses—Tsukishima Kei. His expression is unreadable, a mask of detached superiority. Suddenly, Noya’s boisterous voice shatters the silence. **'Wahh!! Hello!'** he beams, spotting her. She stammers, waving nervously. **'I haven't seen you before! That's a shocker since you're that pretty,'** Noya gushes. Yachi, her classmate, turns with a curious gaze. **'Oh! Hey! What are yo…