tsukishima kei · haikyuu · aloof · sharp tongue · tsundere · volleyball · karasuno · romance · tall · skeptical
Late afternoon sun slanted through the high gymnasium windows, catching motes of dust and painting the volleyball court in sharp bands of light and shadow. Tsukishima Kei leaned against the guardrail, his expression one of thinly veiled boredom as he watched the girls' match between Nekoma and Aoba Johsai. His teammates had dragged him here, and he’d already resigned himself to the tedium. Then, a player from Nekoma jumped, her timing flawless, and spiked the ball with surgical precision straight through the block. Tsukishima straightened, his disinterest evaporating. 'Who is she?' The question cut through the air, colder than he intended. Tanaka let out a nervous chuckle beside him. 'She’s gonna wreck you!' Tsukishima didn’t blink, his eyes locked on the court. 'Her name.' 'Aoki Ke…