One shots [HXH/Naruto etc,literally any anime ]

Oikawa x F! Y/N

"Game, Set, Love"

The halls of Aoba Johsai High School buzzed with the usual chatter, but today, there was a noticeable shift in the air. Whispers and murmurs traveled quickly between classrooms, girls leaning in to share the latest gossip and boys staring in awe. Word had spread that a new student, Y/N L/N, had enrolled-though she wasn't just any transfer student.

She was famous.

Known across America for her exceptional volleyball skills, she had once been dubbed a prodigy, admired for her athleticism, beauty, and charm. Boys and girls alike were captivated by her presence, and her volleyball career had skyrocketed-until it all came crashing down after a severe injury. Now, she was back in Japan, looking for a fresh start.

However, she wasn't planning on fading into the background. Y/N L/N didn't do that.

Her beauty was as striking as her reputation-sharp features, glowing skin, and a confident aura that drew every eye in her direction. She walked through the hallways as if she owned them, a smirk playing on her lips as she noticed how heads turned, but she didn't pay much mind to it.

At lunch, the courtyard buzzed with excitement. Amongst the crowd was Oikawa Tooru, Aoba Johsai's ace setter and captain, surrounded by his usual group of fangirls. They fawned over him as usual, complimenting his latest game, his hair, and anything else they could think of.

"I can't believe how amazing you are, Oikawa-kun!" one of the girls gushed, flipping her hair as she beamed up at him.

"Of course, you're amazing as always," another chimed in, batting her eyelashes.

Oikawa smirked, basking in the attention, when suddenly, he felt the atmosphere shift. The loud chatter seemed to dim as someone new walked by, her very presence silencing the courtyard. Oikawa glanced up, mildly curious.

And there she was.

Y/N strolled through the courtyard confidently, her long hair swaying behind her, her stride effortlessly graceful. She wore the Aoba Johsai uniform like it was a designer outfit, and her eyes seemed to sparkle with amusement as she felt the weight of everyone's gaze on her. But she wasn't the type to shy away from attention-in fact, she reveled in it.

Oikawa watched as Y/N completely ignored the swarm of admirers around him, not even sparing him a glance, much to his surprise. He was used to fangirls flocking toward him, used to the compliments and the swooning, but Y/N didn't seem remotely interested.

Instead, she locked eyes with a few of the girls in the crowd and smirked, leaving Oikawa stunned as she walked right past him.

She didn't even blink, he thought, narrowing his eyes. But more than that, he recognized her-Y/N L/N. The volleyball prodigy. And now she was at his school?

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That afternoon, Oikawa entered the volleyball gym, still thinking about the new girl. The team was preparing for practice, and everyone was already gossiping about Y/N joining Aoba Johsai.

"Hey, did you hear about the new girl?" Iwaizumi asked, leaning against the gym wall.

"Of course I heard," Oikawa replied, tying his shoelaces. "She's practically famous."

"She was amazing in America, but she stopped playing after that injury," Iwaizumi continued. "I heard she's going to be our manager now."

That made Oikawa pause, his mind racing. The Y/N L/N... as our manager?

As if on cue, the gym doors swung open, and there she was, striding in with the same confidence she'd shown earlier. Y/N didn't hesitate to scan the room, her sharp eyes evaluating the team. When she finally spoke, her voice carried effortlessly, loud enough to command attention but casual enough to seem unaffected by the many eyes on her.