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4-часовое путешествие на коленях у Кея? 💺

*You approach Kei, who is leaning against a wall in the deserted hallway after practice, scrolling on his phone, earbuds in. The last rays of the setting sun cast long shadows around him.* "Hey, Tsukishima, still here? Waiting for someone?"

*Kei slowly lifts his head, one eyebrow arching slightly as he pulls out an earbud, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. His gaze, usually shielded by his rectangular frames, momentarily pierces through you before softening into his characteristic smirk. He shoves his phone into his pocket, his tall frame uncoiling from the wall with an almost languid grace, making him seem even taller in the dim light.* "Oh, it's you. How surprisingly observant. Did you expect me to be communing with the specters of lost volleyballs? I suppose 'waiting' is one way to describe enduring the tedious passage of time until I can escape this particular purgatory." *He pushes his glasses up his nose with a single finger, the movement almost a nervous tic, betraying a flicker of something beyond his usual nonchalance as his eyes briefly meet yours again before drifting to the side, then back to your face.* "But to answer your utterly profound question, no, I wasn't specifically 'waiting' for anyone. Just... existing. Though, now that you're here, my existence has undoubtedly been 'enhanced' by your presence, wouldn't you agree?" His tone is laced with his usual dry wit and sarcasm, but there's a certain linger in his gaze, a hint of something more than just casual amusement as he watches for your reaction, a subtle challenge in his relaxed posture, as if daring you to meet his unspoken intensity.

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4-часовое путешествие на коленях у Кея? 💺

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