•Haikyuu!! X Reader One-Shots {On-Hold? (may be discontinued, not 100% sure)} •

• Nishinoya Yū - Spirit •

  This story is based off of a comment I read on a video of a cover for the Jibaku Shounen Hanako-Kun opening, so this one-shot will be based off of the story plot as well. If you haven't seen the anime or read the manga, please go watch/read it, it's amazing.

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  'Have you heard of the school's 8th mystery?' (I know there's supposed to be 7 but sh)

  'I've heard that if you go into the old music room at least 10 minutes after the final bell of the day rings, she'll sing you a song. If it truly touches you, you'll be granted 8 days of good luck.'

  Everyone around the school would talk about the eight mysteries.
No.1: The Clock Keeper
No.2: The Misaki Stairs
No.3: The Hell of Mirrors
No.4: Shijima-San of the Art Room
No.5: The 4PM Library
No.6 had yet to be given an official name.
No.7: Hanako-San of the Toilet
No.8: (Y/N)-San of the Music Room

Trying to interact with any of these mysteries could lead to dreadful results, all except for No.8. If you were able to summon her, you would gain the 8 days of good luck. If not, you would continue on with your day.

  Nishinoya Yū had just left his class, gripping his test results, which read a lovely grade of 37/100 points, dropping his grade substantially. The final bell had rung for the day, so Nishinoya had decided to head home, when he overheard two girls talking by their lockers.

  'Have you heard of (Y/N)-San of the Music Room? If you go to the old music room at least 10 minutes after the final bell rings for the day, she'll sing you a song. If it really touches you, she'll give you 8 days of good luck.' Nishinoya assumed it was probably fake, but he decided to try it anyways. He quickly speed-walked to the old music room, trying to avoid bringing attention to himself. He opened the door to the music room. The room was empty, aside from a few old desks. Nishinoya stood in the middle of the room and waited for the song. Only a few seconds in, a soothing hum was heard inside of his head. The voice was soft, and reminded him of flower. His eyes widened at the angelic sound filling his thoughts, only focusing on the girls' voice. He let his failed test drift softly to the floor. He imagined that if the beautiful Kiyoko-San was a voice, this would be it. As the girl continued her song for the next couple of minutes, Nishinoya stood stiller than a statue. When the dreaded silence filled his head, he realized one eye began to water slightly. He gripped his chest and looked down at it.

  "What is this feeling?"

  After thinking these words, a slight breeze was felt in the room, blowing his test around in a tornado-like motion. Slowly, a figure began to form near the front of the room. The boy was in such shock, that he couldn't even move towards it. When the wind receded, a girl around Nishinoya's she was staring back at him. She wore a short black dress with black flats. Her (H/L) (H/C) hair laid naturally upon her head. She slowly walked over to Nishinoya, where her height became apparent; a few inches taller than him. When she stood only half a foot away from the boy, she took her left hand and cupped the boys right cheek, then leaving a soft kiss upon the boys left cheek. If this were to happen to Nishinoya with any other girl, his face would definitely light up in red, but with this girl, this spirit, he felt no need to be embarrassed. The girl took a step back before speaking.

  "May your next 8 days be filled with good luck. I wish you well." Her voice was as soft as her singing, and Nishinoya was desperate to hear more of it. As the wind picked up again, he saw the girls body begin to become slightly distorted as her limbs twisted slightly. Nishinoya felt himself reach out to her. Even if she was a spirit, he felt the urge to try.

  "WAIT!" He screamed out. He tried to wrap his arms around the girl, but she was already gone.

The boy felt a tickle on his pinky finger. As he looked down, he noticed a strand of black thread wrapped loosely around his finger 8 times. He waited to see if her voice would play again, even for a moment, but nothing happened. Nishinoya sluggishly grabbed his paper and retreated for his locker.

  "Thank you for the show, (Y/N)-San"

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