Game of the Insane (Yandere Haikyuu!! x F!Reader Oneshots)

TEMPTATION (Nishinoya Yu)

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Thank you all so much for 59 hearts, 562 readers, and 953 reads! (That's on Quotev sorry)

Noya has been one of my fav characters so far and I only adore him more and more as I watch more Haikyuu!!!

Okay little rolling thunder, let's corrupt your hyper self.

WARNINGS:

Yandere themes, implied murder, threatening with a weapon, and I guess a tiny hint of suggestiveness at the end?

KEY:

(Y/n) = Your first name

(L/n) = Your last name

(h/c) = hair color

(h/l) = hair length

(e/c) = eye color

(s/c) = skin color/skin tone

OTHER NOTES:

(Y/n) is a soccer (American name but called football in a lot of other countries) goalie

Noya is a second-year and (Y/n) is a first-year.

To be entirely honest, Noya was not sure when his feelings spiraled into the obsession that took hold of him. All he knew was that the magnetic pull towards the object of his affections was like taking drugs:

Addicting, dangerous, and very illegal.

He knew what he was doing was wrong but he couldn't stop himself. He was hooked to the adrenaline rush he got when he was around her. Watching her. Following her. Sneaking into her house. Taking her things...

The temptations were too strong to ignore and, being the impulsive guy he is, Noya was more than happy to indulge in his desires. He may have known it was wrong but he couldn't force himself to care.

Meeting (Y/n) was pure chance. Right place, right time- for Noya anyways. Maybe not for her.

Noya strolled up to the vending machine closest to his classroom and found a pretty (h/c)-haired girl leaning against it. Judging by the way her eyebrows were furrowed and her arms were crossed, she was very irritated. But before the hyper boy could open his mouth, the girl answered his unasked question.

"It's broken but I told a maintenance worker about it and they went off to get some tools. I'm not sure how long it'll be but you can wait around if you want of course. I'm mostly waiting because I put about 1,000 yen in and got nothing back."

Despite looking peeved about the whole situation, the (s/c)-skinned girl's voice was calm. If he didn't know better, he would have guessed this was a common occurrence that she was used to by now. She may have been pissed off but she was good at hiding it. With her voice at least.

That was the first thing that caught his attention.

"I'll wait with you! I'm a pretty patient guy." That was stretching the truth by a mile but she didn't need to know that.