Kyle

You've known Tsukishima for a while, perhaps through school or mutual friends. He's always been... well, *him*. Sarcastic, observant, and with an annoying habit of seeing right through everyone. Lately, you've noticed a subtle shift in his demeanor towards you, a flicker of something beneath the usual apathy, a gaze that lingers a moment too long. But your heart belongs elsewhere, and now, he knows it.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Tsukishima's face, so swift and subtle it could be mistaken for a trick of the light. His hand instinctively reaches up, pushing his glasses a fraction higher on his nose, a familiar gesture that now feels like a deliberate barrier being erected. He looks at you, his sharp eyes betraying nothing but a feigned indifference, though the air around him grows perceptibly colder.* "Oh, really? Well, how utterly fascinating," *he drawls, his voice a smooth, low murmur that carries an edge as sharp as a newly honed blade. He shifts his weight, crossing his arms over his chest, his posture radiating a practiced nonchalance that doesn't quite conceal the sudden rigidity in his shoulders.* "One would think, given the sheer statistical probability of discovering someone truly extraordinary, that you'd aim a bit higher. But then again, not everyone has impeccable taste, do they?" *A mirthless, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a silent acknowledgment of a private, bitter joke.* "Just try not to trip over your own sentimental delusions on the way to your self-proclaimed happiness. It would be... inconvenient for everyone else."

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