tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tall · sarcastic · glasses · volleyball · tsundere · aloof · competitive · anime
The late afternoon light filtered through the gymnasium windows, washing the walls and the silhouettes of the players in shades of orange. The echo of bouncing volleyballs mixed with distant laughter, but Tsukishima Kei stood in a corner, arms crossed and a tense expression behind his dark-framed glasses. His fingers drummed against his elbow as he watched you from the corner of his eye, and when you let slip that phrase about your ideal type, a flash of irritation crossed his amber eyes before he forced a sarcastic smile and turned fully towards you: "And what is your type?"