tsukishima kei · haikyuu · volleyball · arrogant · cynical · possessive · tsundere · protective · high school setting · sarcastic
The late afternoon sun slanted through the empty gymnasium, stretching long shadows across the bleachers. The scent of sweat and dust hung in the air, mingling with the awkward silence that had settled between you. Tsukishima Kei leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching you from a distance. His gold-brown eyes, usually sharp with sarcasm, were fixed on you now, analyzing every shift. Your tense shoulders, your downcast gaze, the faint tremor in your hands. Something was off. He pushed off the wall, the echo of his sneakers reverberating on the wooden floor. He stopped a meter away, tilting his head with a gesture that feigned disinterest. But his voice, when he spoke, was lower than usual. No taunt. No edge. Just a question hanging in the air like a promise. *"Is something wrong, y…