The man grinned widely as he went to approach the (h/c) haired girl who stood there with her hands in her pockets.
"(L/n)-san I think we-" Kita was cut off.
"Leave if you're going to stop me." She stated, looking up at the man who cracked his knuckles. She smirked widely as she narrowed her red eyes.
"Don't ruin my fun Kita-san."
Kita reached out a hand to stop her but an arm stopped him from moving any further. He looked to his side to see Akeri stopping him as he watched his manager in front of the drunken man.
"Don't." He said, "you'll only make it worse. Besides." Akeri turned to look at the third year next to him, "She needs to let out some stress.
"So, little girl." The man let out a low chuckle ready to make his first move, when all of a sudden the world turned lopsided. And before he knew it, he was down on his knees.
"What the hell-"
A strong pressure was pushing down on his cheek as he looked up to see red. (Y/n) smirked widely, running a hand through her hair as she pushed her foot down deeper onto his cheek.
"You little-" he growled, trying to push himself off the ground, only to struggle and be pushed back down to the cement.
"Hora hora~" she smirked, "Gambare~ Gambare~" She said in a mocking tone.
Kita watched with wide eyes, seeing the girl taunt the drunken man to the ground. In a matter of seconds the older male was on the ground, and the girl had not lifted a single finger. But what stood out the most to him was her red eyes, and the sadistic voice that was laced throughout her mouth. A shiver went down his spine.
It was absolutely terrifying.
"You little bra-" he was cut off by her lifted her foot, only for her to slam it back down.
Her smirk went back to a frown as she bent down to look at the male with her glowing red eyes. She sighed, "I asked you nicely the first time to hand over the purse." She twisted her foot on his cheek from side to side as the man screamed out in pain.
"But you didn't listen." She grinned, "Lucky me~ I've been itching for a fight~ but this is kind of disappointing."
She bent down, reaching out a hand to grab the purse that was on the floor next to his body as the man kept struggling to get up.
"You're weak." She bluntly stated. "It pisses me off."
The man's eyes widened feeling the girl lift up her foot. She smirked down at him, swiftly walked back to the woman who was sitting on the ground. Bending down she reached out a hand for the woman to take, handing her purse over.
"Are you alright?" She asked, as the girl pushed herself forward towards (y/n) burying her face into her team jacket.
"Thank you! Thank you!" The girl cried out as (y/n) grimaced, having her arms stiff to her sides, not sure what to do.
"(Y/n)!"
In a split second she wrapping her arms around the girl, spinning them around as she stepped back a few feet. A flash of silver flew past her eyes as she felt a small pressure on her cheek. She skid across the floor, with the girl in her arms. Red eyes narrowing at the drunken man who held a small knife in his hands.
"Who do you think you are!?" He yelled out, breathing heavily as blood from his nose trickled down, "Do you even know who I am!? I could kill you! I'll kill you!"
"(Y/n)." Akeri said, with worried eyes, "I think we should leave."
"(L/n)-san I've called the police." Kita said.

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Another level [haikyuu reader insert]
FanfictionA new school arrives at a training camp with the volleyball teams. However they are on another level, espically their manager. Will the other teams be able to break through their exterior or will the new team continue to conquer and destroy. . . . ...