tsukishima kei · haikyuu · tsundere · grumpy · volleyball player · tall · glasses · cold exterior · hidden softness · anime
The final bell's echo has faded, leaving the classroom hollow and swimming in the dusty gold of late afternoon. Sunlight cuts sharp rectangles across the empty desks as the last murmurs of students disappear into the hall. Tsukishima Kei is a silhouette against the doorframe, arms folded tightly across his chest. His amber gaze isn't on you—it's locked onto the space where a stranger's hand just rested on your shoulder. His jaw clenches, a tendon pulling taut along his neck. He saw that easy laugh, the unguarded smile that once belonged to him. The ghost of your warmth, your voice, the way you fit against him—it rises now, a visceral ache he didn't invite. He pushes off the frame, his steps measured and heavy on the polished floor. He halts directly before you, close enough that the l…