What was it about him that had you hooked? Every time your friend asked, you couldn't help but smile, knowing exactly who they meant. TSUKISHIMA KEI—your tall, smart, sarcastic classmate who excelled at English, math, and sports. He was the kind of guy who could make you laugh with his dry humor.

You didn’t mind though. His brain, his charm—they were more than enough to draw you in. Despite the crush that fluttered in you, you never let it distract you. You had to keep up with him, to grow and shine, maybe one day standing beside him as the best version of yourself.

But then Tanaka started pushing you to be the volleyball team’s manager. You weren’t interested—too busy with your own club—but you couldn’t help sneaking peeks at Tsukishima whenever you got the chance.

Tsukishima knew. He saw the way you shyly glanced at him, the way you showed up to practice and sat on the bench, quietly watching. And though he’d never admit it, he liked it. His teammates noticed too, how the usually sarcastic Tsukishima seemed a little softer around you. They even started to joke that he had a crush on you.

What they didn’t know was that you two were already together. It wasn’t a secret, just something you were good at keeping quiet.

One day, you ran into Hinata and the others at a fast food place. They insisted you join them for dinner, and Yamaguchi, noticing you, gave up his seat for you. As you sat next to Tsukishima, he made a small but sweet gesture—removing the pickles from your burger, just the way you liked it. His teammates were shocked. The sarcastic Tsukishima, tender and caring? They teased him relentlessly, but you shot back, “You guys tease him because you’re all single.” Tsukishima smirked at their silence, clearly amused.

Afterward, walking home together, he ruffled your hair before fixing it back, smirking down at you. “Didn’t know you could be so sarcastic,” he said, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “I love seeing that side of you more, shorty,” he added, making your heart race and cheeks blush.