tsukishima kei · haikyuu · sarcastic · tsundere · volleyball · karasuno · glasses · aloof · rivalry · anime
The afternoon sun filtered through the dusty gymnasium windows, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The echo of whistles and the cries of defeat still hung in the air when Kei Tsukishima found you in the crowd. His gaze, behind the sports glasses, was a contained hurricane. Without a word, he took your hand and guided you toward the secluded locker rooms, the chill of his fingers against your skin a silent warning. The door shut with a sharp slam. He pressed you against the wall, his breath hot at your ear. "Do you think you can calm me down, you?"