a story in which a korean girl meets a grouchy japanese boy who's highly enthusiastic about volleyball.
「 HAIKYU!! fanfiction 」
highest rank achieved- #1 in 'kageyama'
please don't plagiarize.
story by jaeyolks.
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SINCE WHENdid Tsukishima grew so close with Mina?
Hinata pondered with confusion written all over his face as he saw the two walk down the hall together. And what's more was that Yamaguchi was nowhere to be found. The Korean girl was carrying a load of sheets in arms, chatting quite animatedly with the tall blonde who carried the same items as she did despite his deadpan expression.
Hinata shivered at the thought of being stuck with someone as Tsukishima. He didn't understand how Mina was able to talk to him so freely like that without a cinch of worry in her heart about how awful his personality was. The ginger-haired male wouldn't have the guts to stomach his attitude.
So then..
Were they possibly—
No! There was no way that could happen. Tsukishima was the least person he thought who could ever have a romantic relationship. And with someone sweet like Mina? Definitely not. Hinata furiously shook his head at the thought. Never in the million years could he imagine that rude beanstalk be nice to anyone.
Acting like a mediocre spy, he followed the two while hiding behind the wall as students spared him a glance filled with confusion and oddity. Hinata didn't mind though, concentrating only on what he wanted to know. All those questions about English to Mina was now thrown out of the window as he easily overrides it with a new one— to debunk the funk going on between the two students.
"Oi, what the hell's taking so longㅡ"
Before Kageyama could even finish his sentence, Hinata had already pulled him at a lightning speed behind the wall. A scowl of confusion brew on the former's expression as he looked down.
