𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮
「 various!haikyuu x f!reader 」
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➼ Beautiful. Kind. The embodiment of perfection. Those are only some of the ways to describe [surname] [name], a beautiful second-year student attending Karasuno High. She yie...
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「2ɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ」
Another day, another tiring yet enjoyable day at practice. The boys have been working non-stop and exerting themselves constantly, especially with Interhigh quickly approaching.
Seeing them work so hard, you took it upon yourself to work harder to make things easier for them. While you were not as experienced as Kiyoko, you did your best to reach her expectations and listened intently to any advice she would give you. You found your specialty to be getting the boys their water and bringing them proper, nutritious snacks.
You found yourself smiling as you walked down the empty halls of school toward your locker. You can see the setting sun as you walk by the windows and it provided a sort of warmth within you. As you turned the corner, in a mood happier than usual, you paused in your steps as a familiar older man entered your vision.
The vice principal was admiring himself in his reflection on a window when he noticed you. Perking up, he smiled brightly and waved you over, "Ah, [surname]-chan! There you are!"
Putting on a smile, you walked up to him and bowed, "Sensei, were you looking for me?" You asked, tilting your head to the side.
The male shook his head, "Not really. It's just that ever since you dropped your position at the student council, I've barely seen you around the school!" You were weirded out by his words but kept it inside and instead let out a soft chuckle. "It's truly such a loss."
"I'm sorry, sensei, I didn't realize that leaving the student council would cause that!" You decided to go along with whatever conversation he wanted to have.
"It's okay," He said in his prideful voice, "As long as I can still depend on you to be my assistant!"
Placing a hand on your cheek, you tilted your head and smiled, "Of course, you can count on me, sensei!" You felt disgusting. You just wanted to go... Your mother was waiting for you at home.
