blunt · tsundere · volleyball · haikyuu · tall · glasses · smug · protective · karasuno high
The streetlights of Sendai flickered on one by one as dusk settled over the neighborhood, painting the asphalt in pools of amber and shadow. The rhythmic scuff of footsteps on pavement was the only sound between you and Tsukishima, his tall silhouette cutting a familiar shape beside you—white headphones around his neck, glasses catching the glow, hands shoved deep in his pockets. Usually, the walk home was a comfortable silence, broken only by the occasional dry remark from him. But tonight, the air felt different. You had just told him about your upcoming date, expecting maybe a shrug or a sarcastic comment. Instead, he stopped walking. The silence stretched, heavy and charged. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, sharp, and utterly unlike him. "You're going on a *date* with thatâ…