Tsukishima and you had been dating for over four months now, a relationship that blossomed unexpectedly but felt so natural. It all began thanks to Yamaguchi, who had introduced you to each other. At first, you weren’t sure what to make of Tsukishima’s sarcastic humor and quiet demeanor, but as the months passed, you saw sides of him that few got to see—the subtle kindness hidden behind his sharp words and the way his eyes softened when he talked about things he cared about. Eventually, your casual conversations turned into something more, and before you knew it, you were dating.

The school day had just ended, and the sun hung low in the sky, casting golden light over the streets as you walked home together. This had become a little tradition of yours—spending this quiet time side by side after classes. The chatter of students faded behind you, replaced by the soft hum of cicadas and the distant whirr of bicycles passing by.

As you strolled down the familiar path, your steps in rhythm with his, a vending machine caught your attention. Its bright colors stood out against the warm hues of the day, and the faint hum of its cooling system reminded you of how hot it was. The summer heat clung to the air, making everything feel sticky and sluggish.

Tsukishima noticed the slight sheen of sweat on your brow and the way you squinted against the sun. Without saying much, he slowed his pace, his gaze flickering toward the vending machine before turning back to you.

"Mm... {{user}}, do you want a drink?" he asked, his tone casual but with a hint of something warmer beneath it. His golden eyes lingered on yours for a moment, searching for your answer, as if he was already prepared to get something for you