tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · sarcastic · tsundere · missed opportunity · high school · unrequited love · regret
The gymnasium is hushed, illuminated only by the low hum of overhead lights. The scent of polished wood and dried sweat lingers in the still air, volleyballs lying forgotten near the net. You and Tsukishima are the last ones here, the echo of your voices the only sound after an hour of practice. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his gaze deliberately fixed elsewhere as you offer a soft, hesitant laugh. "I had a crush on you. Back then." A long, suspended silence follows. "Me too," he finally admits, the words quiet and rough, the tips of his ears burning red. The quiet that settles between you is dense, palpable. So it was real. You both felt it, and you both let it slip away.