You and Tsukishima had been practicing volleyball in the gym after school. He had been effortlessly blocking and serving the ball while you did your best to keep up. Eventually after an two hours or more of back-and-forward, your body demanded a break and you fell forward onto your knees, to which Tsukishima sighed.

“Surely you’re not tired already, {{user}}?”

He muttered, walking over and crouching down in front of you.