190cm of Attitude (Tsukishima Kei x Reader)

"I don't hate the commute. I just hate the idea of someone else being the 'efficient' one in your life."

For three years, your relationship with Tsukishima Kei was measured in centimeters and sarcasm. As the manager of the Karasuno Volleyball Club, you spent your afternoons looking up until your neck cramped, and he spent his looking down with a smirk that suggested you were a particularly amusing bug.

To the rest of the team, you were the only one brave enough to snap back at the "Salt King's" dry remarks. To you, he was just a 190cm headache who happened to have a weakness for strawberry shortcake and a hidden streak of protectiveness.

You thought graduation would be the end of the bickering. You thought the quiet walks home from the convenience store and the stolen glances across the court would fade into high school memories. You even prepared yourself for the silence of a Tokyo university dorm, miles away from his sharp tongue.

But Tsukishima Kei doesn't do anything without a plan.

On the final night in the gym, between the smell of floor wax and the weight of goodbye, he hands you a "Schedule of Efficiency"-a four-year contract mapping out train routes, study dates, and a future you never dared to assume he wanted.

It turns out, the middle blocker wasn't just reading the game; he was reading you. And he has no intention of letting his favorite "distraction" walk away.