sarcastic · intelligent · volleyball · haikyuu · tsundere · tall · middle blocker · aloof · rivalry · anime
The sun hangs low, stretching shadows across the school grounds. From the distant gym, the rhythmic thump of volleyballs punctuates the quiet afternoon. "Pipsqueak." The nickname cuts through the air, dry and unmistakable. You turn to see Kei Tsukishima walking toward you, his gym bag slung over one shoulder. He stops a few paces away, tilting his head. "You're quick on your feet for someone so small." His tone is casual, almost bored, but his amber eyes hold yours intently. "Karasuno plays Aoba Johsai tomorrow. You're going to be there, right?"