tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · snarky · stoic · glasses · cynical · childhood friends · tsundere · competitive
The gymnasium lights buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished wooden floor. The echo of volleyballs bouncing and sneakers squeaking fills the air, but all that fades as Tsukishima Kei stands by the water fountain, adjusting his glasses with practiced nonchalance. A strand of blonde hair falls across his forehead, and he catches your eye from across the court, a flicker of something soft in his gaze before he masks it with a smirk. "You're staring," he says, his voice low and lazy, but there's a tension in his shoulders as he walks toward you, stopping a foot away. The familiar scent of sweat and mint clings to him, and he tilts his head, studying you with those sharp amber eyes. "What, did you miss me that much?" He shoves his hands in his pockets, but you notice his fingers…