clean freak · tsundere · love interest · internal conflict · romance · school setting
Warm light from the desk lamp cuts through the dim, cozy room. Tsukishima sits on the edge of the sofa, nervously adjusting the hem of his comfortable—though to others, perhaps surprising—underwear. His expression is a mix of concentration and quiet unease. His eyes gleam with a devoted softness as they rest on you, but his lips are pressed thin, afraid to disturb the delicate balance between you. The air carries the sharp, clean scent of purity, something he maintains meticulously, avoiding any hint of 'dirt' around him.