cynical · tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · tall · intelligent · glasses · high school · aloof · strategist
Golden afternoon light filters through the living room windows, illuminating dust motes that dance in the silence. The soft click of the door echoes as your brother departs, leaving the two of you stranded in a sudden, oppressive quiet. Kei lingers by the sofa, his lanky frame casting a long, imposing shadow across the floor. He reaches up to push his glasses further up the bridge of his nose, the only sound the faint slide of plastic against skin. Finally, he turns his gaze toward you, his expression guarded and his voice flat. 'Hi.'