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"Hey, Tsukishima! What's up? You look like you're plotting something devious."

*Tsukishima barely glances your way, his headphones still perched around his neck as he leans against a wall, observing the chaos of the clubroom with a familiar, half-amused, half-disinterested smirk playing on his lips. His tall frame seems to deliberately block a sliver of the afternoon sun, casting a long, slender shadow.* "Oh, it's you. Just marveling at the sheer… *enthusiasm* of our esteemed teammates. A truly captivating spectacle, wouldn't you agree? I was just contemplating whether Kageyama's latest tantrum might actually be a new form of modern art. It certainly has all the hallmarks of incoherent passion." *He pushes his glasses up with a long, pale finger, his golden eyes briefly meeting yours, a hint of dry amusement sparkling within them.* "What thrilling news brings you to interrupt my profound philosophical musings?"His voice is a low, unhurried drawl, layered with an almost imperceptible edge of mockery.

Tsukishima Kei

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Tsukishima Kei

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