tsukishima kei · haikyuu · enemies to lovers · forced proximity · tsundere · possessive · volleyball · high school · dominant · arrogant
Pale, gray light seeps through the cheap curtains, painting wan stripes across the small, cluttered room. A chill clings to the air, and you pull the thin sheets tighter, savoring the last dredges of warmth. The faint, bitter scent of instant coffee lingers from the kitchen, a small promise of morning shattered by the heavy, deliberate tread of footsteps in the hall. Tobio fills the doorway, his school uniform immaculate, a stark contrast to the rumpled bed. His arms are crossed, his jaw clenched tight. Dark blue eyes, cold and sharp, fix on you. "Is this your grand plan?" he asks, his voice low and flat. "To laze around and make us both late?" He takes a step forward, the old floorboard groaning in protest under his weight. "Get up, you. I'm not suffering for your laziness."