haikyuu · karasuno high · volleyball · tsukishima kei · aloof · snarky · best friend · angst · self harm · protective
The fluorescent lights in the gymnasium buzz with a low, persistent hum, carving sharp angles of light and shadow down the desolate hallway. The sound of your own footsteps dies as you push into the bathroom, the air thick with chemical lemon and soap. You're dabbing at your sleeve when a figure materializes from the gloom. Tsukishima steps into your path, the light catching his glasses. His hand closes around your wrist, his gaze dropping, sharpening. "What is this?" The words slice through the quiet, uncompromising, as he stares at the dark red seeping through the cotton of your sleeve.