Haikyuu One-Shots !

「Tsukishima Kei」

Your POV

The school was filled with screams, panicked filled shouts, trembling students and right now it was not the place for the weak hearted.

Yes it was that time of year again, the one day that I dreaded most....Valentine's Day.

Class has just started and a guy interrupted our class to propose to classmate of mine. They shared their short moment of bliss and (The couple looks like they're trying to eat each other's faces off) everyone cheered and some cried tears of joy while I sat there and cringed. Even if I sat in the back row, closest to the window, that couldn't block out the simplest of my problems.

"Why is life so cruel?" I mutter quietly to my self.

I hear a familiar laugh that may possibly be more sickening than today.

"Maybe if you were less ugly, I bet crowds of male students would love to make you their girlfriend. But the sad truth is not only are you ugly, you have one of the worst personalities out there." The blonde megane whispers softly enough for me to hear.

"I could say the same for you. Oh also if you didn't have the height of a giraffe." I stop to look to my right and see the blonde smirking.

"No one would fall for a disaster like you, 〖L/N〗〖F/N〗."

"Easy enough for you Tsukishima Kei, no one will for fall for trash like you."
I give him a mocking smile and get back to enduring the gruelling the special hour of class.

Now that I remember, I never thought about why his he endlessly insulted me.
Probably break me and shatter my being to dust.

It's been roughly 30 minutes of class and we're been interrupted once again. The interruption happened to be runners for today's events, they were three girls are dresses as angels with red lipstick marks on their faces. Behind them there are bouquets of roses in a weaved baskets. These roses were what every girl wished for, so few men of the school wanted their girlfriend or love interest to receive a gift.

Names were called out and girls squealed in delight. The bouquets of roses slowly ran out and a tiny speck of disappointment touched my nerve. Unlucky this year too...

I look at the flowers some of my female classmates received thinking they were lucky enough to have a great life. A slight frown adorned my face.

The teacher suddenly shouted in happiness and awoke me from my thoughts.

"Is that for me?!"

The three runners looked at the teacher with a 'are you serious, you're too old' look.

They carried a large arrangement of one hundred pure ivory roses that could rival any other roses that dared to look at it's flawless petals. The beautiful bouquet was also decorated silvery diamond like gems that made it look priceless. The female crowd of the class were swooning and are already jealous of whoever was going to receive the gift.

I look down at my plain desk and try to ignore the drama.

"〖L/N〗- san, here you go! Enjoy your gift !" The girl gave me a wink and walked away on the next class. I give a shocked expression. Sure you wanted to keep it but it was selfish of you to if it wasn't suppose to be yours.

"This is for me?" I say in utter disbelief.

I hear a 'tch' from the right, the blonde megane looked slightly annoyed. Before I could insult him, a crowd of girls suffocated me in their hugs and some gave me looks of death.

Finally when the girls of the class calmed down and we could get back to work, the bell rang for break luckily for them.

I quickly packed, grabbed the bouquet and ran for the school's rooftop. As I pass some people I see them holding some bouquets as well. Most groups of girls were gathered together thanking each other for the yellow roses that symbolised friendship. The popular's were surrounded by chocolates, flowers and proposes. Some people were left confused with pink roses that represented secret admiration.

No one that I passed had white roses in hand. Most likely because it meant serious commitment. Like a marriage.

A wave of fresh air enters my lungs and I sigh with relief. The rooftop overlooked most of the school. The tranquil sky was painted shades of blues and the clouds were tinted slight gold. The day was almost perfect, you smiled to yourself but for a moment it seemed impossible. You frowned and thought hard about who would of gave you such a miracle.

General POV

You placed the roses down and decided to just stand and admire the beauty of today. A few petals were dripping with tear like water drops. Must of been recently watered...

The creaking of the door alerted you and you swiftly turn around. Blonde megane...

"Ah I should of known you would run here, run away from your problems." He snickers.

I step closer to the giant and lock eyes with him. "What do you want, Trash..."

He looks impatient and turns his head away. " That's no way to speak to the person that gave you those roses."

"You wish- wait n-no way..." You look at the roses and see a note attached to the top of the tallest white rose. It was almost unnoticeable. You could faintly make out the two letters.

T.K.

Tsukishima Kei

You were feeling dreadfully ill now and regretted coming to school today. You looked at the ground and the strands of hair covered your eyes. Was it frustration? Shame? Or simply hate? Nothing could describe the feeling at the pit of your stomach.

"Why?" You whispered, looking up at his face again, you were truly sick of his attitude. When he didn't answer, you really were frustrated.

"I hate you ! I hate you ! I hate you Tsukishima !!!" Your words laced with venom, and forbidden tears seem to leak from your eyes. He didn't flinch or move.

"Why.." You went quiet for the moment. He spoke with his monotone voice and finally chose to looked at your disgraced face.

"Because I like you, chibi." He face was slight pink and he slowly walked towards to the stairs back down to the classroom floors.

With the sleeve of your jumper you wipe your tears. Quickly, you grip his arm to stop him from walking any further.

"You may be trash.. But you're my trash."