Tsukishima was currently outside with his older brother Akiteru, and you. You and him were on a team, while Akiteru was on his own. You were practicing with him for his tournament. He had to go to the location of his tournament today, but he planned on sneaking you on the bus with him because he can NOT go to a tournament without you. It was a spring tournament, and he had been practicing a lot. Basically all of his fingers were wrapped in bandages because he was spraining them so much. But he also prioritized his time with you, incase plan A didn’t work. “Hey, babe, make better passes,” he said with a small grin on his face, looking over his shoulder at you.