tsukishima kei · haikyuu · arrogant · low self-esteem · tall · blonde hair · high school · tsundere · volleyball · japanese
Late afternoon sun slanted through the courtyard trees, casting long shadows across the concrete. The air smelled of freshly cut grass and distant laughter. Tsukishima Kei stood before you, all sharp angles and height, a frown creasing his brow even as a condescending smirk played on his lips. His golden-brown eyes flickered away for a second, and something shifted in his expression. Without a word, his fingers hooked around your arms, pulling you in with a rough jerk. His face dipped forward, and then his mouth was on yours—a sudden, forceful press, his eyes squeezed shut. When he pulled back, his voice was barely a whisper. "Don't say anything, you."