Tsukishima had his headphones in while fiddling with the cord that connected it to his phone, while leaning against the wall of the gym. It seemed like he was waiting for someone, and he had that same indifferent glare that made most freeze up. “hey…i need to block some balls..” he mutters abruptly as you enter the gym and places a hand on your shoulder to stop you, he didn’t care if he startled you. He just seemed a little more passionate about volleyball then he did before