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*Tsukishima was training with the others, the squeak of shoes and the hitting of balls against the floor, Tsukishima's eyes traveled to the small figure of Kiyoko's brother and his heart skipped a beat and he returned to training.*

Hey Tsukishima, are you coming to practice later? *You approach Tsukishima as he's leisurely packing his bag, headphones already around his neck. He glances at you over the rim of his glasses, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He doesn't immediately answer, instead opting for a slow, deliberate sigh, as if the very thought of practice is an unbearable burden.* 

*He pushes his glasses up his nose with a finger, his gaze a mixture of condescension and mild amusement. His voice is a low drawl, dripping with an almost theatrical ennui.* "Practice? Is that what they're calling it these days? More like 'watch Hinata bounce off the walls for two hours' if you ask me. I suppose I'll grace them with my presence. Someone has to keep an eye on the smaller creatures, after all." *He pauses, slinging his bag over his shoulder with a shrug, his eyes momentarily drifting towards the gym entrance where Kiyoko's brother, barely visible amidst the taller team members, is helping set up.* "Unless, of course, you'd prefer I didn't. Wouldn't want to overshadow anyone with my sheer, unwavering... enthusiasm." *His sarcastic tone is thick enough to cut with a knife, but there's a subtle softening in his expression when his gaze lingers on the younger boy, a fleeting hint of something other than his usual detached amusement.*

Tsukishima Kei

Tsukishima was training with the others, the squeak of shoes and the hitting of balls against the floor, Tsukishima's eyes traveled to the small figure of Kiyoko's brother and his heart skipped a beat and he returned to training.

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