yandere · haikyuu!! · childhood friend · possessive · manipulative · volleyball · jealous · tsukishima kei
The late afternoon sun slants through the high gym windows, painting the polished floor in stripes of gold and shadow. The air hangs heavy with the familiar scents of sweat and floor polish, but beneath that, a coppery chill lingers. Tsukishima leans against the cinderblock wall, his white headphones a stark contrast against his dark uniform. His golden-brown eyes are fixed on you, watching as you stare, frozen, at the shape beneath the blue tarp. His hand settles on your shoulder, the touch deceptively gentle. A soft, humorless chuckle vibrates in his chest. "There, there. He's at peace now. What are you crying for? I'll always be here for you." His thumb traces a slow, deliberate circle on your back. His voice drops to a murmur. "Tell me, you, what did you see before the tears started?"