Haikyuu!! One Shots

Notice Me (Asahi x Fem!Small!Reader)

for @klanessfangirls!!! hope i do your idea justice!!

uhh bc azumane is his last name, im gunna have reader call him that until they speak haha yeah lol

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"Good morning Azumane-san!" you call cheerily to the fellow third-year who you may or may not have a crush on. Your voice, however, didn't reach the volume you had anticipated and you went -yet again- unheard and unnoticed. 

With a sigh, you walked away from the tall ace who was stood searching through his bag on his desk. This was a regular occurrence for you. You'd try to spark up a conversation with him in hopes of attaining your wildest dream (becoming his girlfriend) but it always ended in failure.  It wasn't very becoming being around 4-foot-10-inches as this made the third year an extra 15 inches taller than you. 38 centimetres taller. Now as well as being absolutely tiny in height, you were just tiny altogether. You weren't plump and chubby, you were slim at best and carried around no presence with you. Which sucked ass.

'If I was just a few inches taller then he'd notice me. He'd see me. We'd actually talk.'

That thought ran through your head every day. Any time you spotted him you wished you were taller. In a crowd, you weren't noticeable at all, but if you grew a few more inches you just knew he'd finally catch your eye and you'd finally be noticed. 

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It was lunch now and you were hoping to catch Azumane before he left the classroom to eat with his friends. Every lunch he'd make his way to class 3-4 to sit and eat with Suga and Daichi, both of which you'd spoken to in your three years of high school. The only one who you had yet to speak to was the only one you had any interest in, which both annoyed and upset you to no end. 

"Afternoon, Azumane-san!" you spoke to him as you approached his desk. 

He was stood digging through his school bag, most likely to get some money when you approached him. When you spoke to him, you swore you saw him stiffen slightly.

'Had he heard me? Is he turning around? Oh my god he's going to speak to me!' you thought giddily to yourself as you almost squealed. 

Your slight moment of happiness was diminished, however, when the ace promptly walked past his desk and out of the door. Feeling utterly dejected and embarrassed, you stalked off to the cafeteria in hopes of eating away your gloom.

"I should be used to this by now." you mumbled under your breath as you weakly shoved (f/f) in your mouth.

You should have been used to it. It had been a few months by now. Your infatuation began at the start of your third year when you were seated relatively close to Azumane. Sure, you had seen the tall ace around before and sure he had scared you when you first saw him, but you looked past the scruff on his face and past all the stupid rumours circulating about him and saw him for who he really was. A timid volleyball player who just wanted to graduate with the best of his abilities like the rest of us. 

After eating, you hurridly made your way to the bathroom to fix your appearance, just in case you spoke to Azumane. You had to look presentable otherwise all these months of pining would be at a loss. 

Stepping into the girl's bathroom, you promptly stood up on your tip-toes as you reached the mirrors, not quite being tall enough for all of your face to fit in the frame. Once patting down and brushing back your (h/l) (h/c) mess, you left to return back to class hoping to get noticed by the giant you so liked.

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School had ended not long ago and you had made a quick stop at a local convenience store not too far from your house. You were craving (f/s) and a bottle of (f/d) so the stop was very urgent. Of utmost importance. Walking through the aisles you became slightly stumped as to where your precious snack was.