Haikyuu - Songfic Series

Yachi Hitoka - Beautiful

"Hey Yachi, what are you working on?" you asked when you saw her in the library. She glanced up and hurriedly threw her arms over the paper.

"Nothing!" She hesitated slightly. "I mean, it's not done yet."

"I promise not to critique it," you assured her. She shifted in her seat, finally sliding the rough poster sketch across the table to you.

You smiled softly. She'd changed since she joined the volleyball club and met Hinata and Kageyama. She was much more focused. More determined and passionate. But that was true of the majority of the team, so you assumed the attitude just rubbed off on her.

It showed in every aspect of her now. Her schoolwork (where it had already been before), her drive to help the team, and even her other skills. This poster in particular was a reflection of that, showing a rough sketch of one of the volleyball players in an action pose.

You vaguely thought that it looked like Hinata, but you didn't want to guess that and be wrong, so you just admired the obvious care she'd put into sketching it out. Each line was soft and light, so that she could easily fix anything uneven when she went back over it and made it darker.

"It's good. Is this for the volleyball club?"

She nodded quickly. "They need to raise money for the club so I thought these posters might be a good way to help."

"Well, let me know if you need help hanging them up when you get done." You were in the same class, so she'd always know where to find you.

Her face immediately broke out into a smile. "Thanks, (Y/N). I will!"



And a few weeks later, that's exactly what happened. She found you after class on her off day, almost toppling over with the weight of the rolled up posters she was carrying.

Stifling a smile, you moved to help her. You had already done some of the legwork, keeping an eye out for various places around town to hang the posters. Your first stop was going to be the club bulletin board, which almost every student and teacher saw every day.

"Do you want to hold it straight and I'll place it?" she suggested. You nodded in agreement and gently unrolled the first poster.

"Wow," you said.

"What? Is it bad?"

"No, it's really good! You're really talented. With a little practice, you could be a professional."

"No, no! I'm not that good, it was just something I threw together." She stared at the poster, her gaze softening as she smiled. "Maybe someday, though."

"You're really pretty when you smile."

She glanced up at you, pink dusting her cheeks at your statement.

"Me?" she repeated softly.

You grinned. "Of course. Who else would I be talking about?"

And with that, you started walking down the hall, eager to continue your task of hanging up posters. Yachi stared after you, dumbfounded.

"Hey, you coming?" you called.

She started slightly, grabbing the rest of the posters and hurrying to catch up with you.



That afternoon you wandered all around town together. There were a lot of places to hang the posters: grocery stores, subway and bus stations, the community center, and so on.

After hanging the last one in Shimada's supermarket, you finally started heading home. The sun was just starting to dip below the horizon, bathing everything in that soft orange glow of early evening.

"Thanks for letting me tag along. That was fun," you said.

"Sure," she said softly. The small blond girl was apparently deep in thought about something. In fact, she was still mulling over your earlier compliment and what it could mean. It wasn't until you got to her neighborhood that she said something about it.

"Did you mean it?"

You frowned slightly. "What?" She stared at you with determined eyes and it clicked. "Oh, about you being pretty? Of course I did."

"Then you haven't seen Kiyoko!" she replied immediately.

You chuckled softly. "I have, and she is. But ever since you joined the volleyball club, you've gotten more passionate and driven. You get this air around you when you're focused. It's always been there but now it shows even more and it's beautiful to see."

"So it's just my attitude?"

"Of course not, Yachi. It's you and your entire personality shining through in a new way. You're beautiful inside and out."

Her face bloomed red, trying to find something else to look at other than your sincere gaze.

"I-I...don't know what to say. This doesn't happen to me."

"You don't have to say anything. Just keep being yourself and you'll get used to it." You gave her a small wave. "See you in class tomorrow."

"Wait," she protested. "Thank you. For everything." She gently brushed some stray hair out of her face and you grinned at the sight.

"Always."

She watched you go, face still warm from your unexpected compliments. But it made her wonder...was she really beautiful? Had she just never noticed it?

The thought brought a smile to her face once again, and she promised herself she'd thank you again when she saw you tomorrow. It was the least she could do for you making her this happy.