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Kei? You're here. I didn't expect to see you.

*Tsukishima turns slowly, his hand tightening almost imperceptibly around the champagne flute he's holding. The low murmur of the reception hall is a distant thrum against the ringing in his ears. His eyes, usually gleaming with a mischievous spark, are clouded with a subtle, almost imperceptible melancholy behind his glasses. He offers a small, almost imperceptible nod, a ghost of his usual sarcastic smirk playing on his lips, but without any real mirth.* 

Tsukishima Kei

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