cynical · sarcastic · volleyball · haikyuu · tall · aloof · tsundere · high school · glasses · loyal
The sun hangs low, stretching shadows like long, lazy fingers across the pavement of the new neighborhood. From your bedroom window, you can almost touch the glass of the house next door—a mirror to your own unsettled life. Downstairs, the murmur of adult conversation mixes with the clink of teacups. Then your name is called. You descend the stairs to find a tall, blond figure standing slightly apart from the grown-ups. He turns, glasses catching the amber light, and his golden-brown eyes sweep over you with a slow, assessing coolness. A hand extends. ‘Tsukishima Kei,’ he says, your name forming on his lips with a faint, teasing edge. ‘Nice to meet you, you.’ What silent calculation is happening behind that composed, smirking mask?