oneshot | haikyuu!!

Kyotani Kentarou (2)

a/n this is for my 6 foot tall readers. before you start to read, i apologise if you can't imagine yourself in this oneshot bc the readers are always shorter than their bae so i decided to dedicate this one shot to all my tall readers. for short readers (below 5'8), you can imagine you're 6 foot tall, though.

kyotani might have a small role in here. *glares playfully at readers* who are you to judge me? *flips hair*

enjoy reading~

Being the tallest girl in Japan wasn't easy, for you at least.

People had their eyes on you everywhere you go and what you do. Even if you sneeze, you'd hear people whispering about you. You don't know what they're saying but you didn't care about criticism about your height. Who can blame you since it came from your dad's genes and you drink milk, like, every single day? Plus, you're still 16. You still can grow. Maybe into a 7 footer, who knows?

When you enrolled into Aoba Johsai on your first-year, there was no doubt 1 or 10 people started staring at you. Every day, it began to grow until you reached your second-year. It became a normal thing to you now. Luckily you have some friends who doesn't care about your height and speak to you like there's no tomorrow.

"I heard our males' volleyball team's third-years are going to retiring. Today's their last day." Chinami, friend #1, brought up. You and Inari started to 'oooh'.

"I'm going to miss seeing Oikawa-senpai smacking the balls over the net. He looked unbeatable." Inari, friend #2, then sighed, sucking her strawberry juice box. "But too bad Karasuno won. Although they played better than last time."

"I know right."

"I plan on being the manager for the boys' volleyball team." You brought it up and your friends' jaw dropped, Inari dropping her juice box. "What...? Not a good idea?"

"IT'S A GOOD IDEA!" Chinami pounced on you and wrapped her arm around your neck, her other hand pointing upwards as if she was letting you see something. "Picture it; you being the manager and the boys listening to your commands. Man! I have goosebumps!"

"Chinami, you're being dramatic.."

"No but seriously. It's a good idea. You're not in any club, right? Go and join! You might get credits and your testimonial report might get better."

"It isn't like my testimonial report was bad, though. I'm just not active."

"That's my point!" Inari exclaimed. "It isn't too late to apply as manager. Only, you have to be very responsible and dependent."

"Don't take advice from someone who had socks hanging on her TV the day before her house party." Chinami laughed, reminding you. You laughed as well when Inari's face paled.

"You saw that?!"

"Red polka dots..."

"Chinami!"

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You've never visited the gym before so once you stepped into a volleyball practice, you start to feel anxious. Who could blame you? A 6 foot second-year student stepping into the gym for the first time because the last time she joined P.E, she was mocked at about her height.

"Excuse me.."

Irihata, Seijou's coach, turned to the voice and nearly jumped in fright when he saw you towering over his figure.

"I'm here for the position as manager for the boys' volleyball team."

The boys that practiced, along with the third-year senpais who came to watch practice, stopped in their place and they all began to stare at you. The shorter boys like Yahaba's knees shook like newborn fawns.

"S-Seriously?"

"Her?! The tallest girl in Aoba Johsai?"

Irihata blinked, snapping out of his thoughts. "O-Oh, I see. I received your application form and you seemed athletic, with your tall figure."

"I'll try my best, Coach Irihata." You bowed.

"Since you had experience to become a sports manager in middle school, there is no need for training for you so.. I might as well introduce you to our team then. The third-years are here as well but they just came to watch." He explained and he whistled, the boys gathered around. "As I informed you boys earlier, from today, you will have your first female manager. But just because she is, does not mean she'll buy you lunch or something."

That made the third-years snickered.

"I am (l/n) (f/n), second-year. Please take care of me." Bowing 90 degrees, your head knocked onto someone else's and you pulled back, un-hurt. "Ah, I'm sorry! You okay?!" You apologized to the man, known as Kyotani Kentarou.

His face scrunched in pain as he hold the bridge of his nose. You went to help but he put his hand up to stop you. "It's just the nose.. Nothing serious." He murmured but you managed to listen.

Blushing, you connect your hands behind you. "I'm sorry, Kyotani-kun. I guess I bowed too fast and hit your face although I don't feel anything!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! SHE HIT MR. GRUMPY'S FACE!" You heard Matsun and Makki laughing in the background, plus Oikawa, and Iwaizumi holding it in by covering his mouth but clearly his face was red.

"G-Guys don't laugh- pfft." Iwaizumi tried but failed.

Unfazed, you smiled it through. And Kyotani stared.

Kyotani never stares at people. Until you came.