// Haikyuu Oneshots //

⁺ tsukíshímα ⁺

That damned boy was the only crush you'd ever have in your entire life. Day after day your mind only focused on one topic; that stupid Tsukishima Kei. All he ever did was make snide comments about your height, your schoolwork, your behavior, and your tone of voice when you spoke to the teacher. Both of you had been in advanced classes together, so you'd see him fairly often. That one Tuesday morning, however, you wanted to change that.

The normal smirk that greeted you in classroom 2-b every morning was nowhere to be seen. This was specifically due to the fact that it wasn't classroom 2-b you were in. In fact, the class you were in that Tuesday first period was 2-a.

Classroom 2-a was located right next to 2-b and contained the same class, and it was placed at the same level in the curriculum. You had requested to change to 2-a knowing all this. Why? Because being away from Tsukishima Kei allowed you to focus in the morning. That, at least, was what you believed to be true.

"Okay class, (l/n) (y/n) will be joining us for the rest of the year. She's from classroom 2-b next door so you should recognize her," the teacher spoke, "please treat her with equal respect as you would normally." She finished speaking, ushering you to sit down in your new seat. Your new seat was just in the middle row on the right, not too close and not too far. The seat was next to the window, making it easier for you to gaze outside whenever you wanted.

The class was over in the blink of an eye, and before you knew it, he was in front of you.

"Care to tell me where you went, shorty?" He sneered at you, his hands digging into his jacket's pockets.

"Why should I tell you? It's not like it's your business." You rolled your eyes as a response. Despite your admiration for him, you often gave him the cold shoulder. It was a known fact that during the development of a crush, you begin to model your crush's actions and personality.

"Tch." He scoffed, refusing to meet your eyes, "whatever, it's not like I needed to know anyways." And with that, he spun on his heel and walked away from you.

Great going, he probably thinks you hate him. Like he always did, and most likely always will. Why can't you pull yourself together already and confess to that idiot?

"I don't have the confidence for that and you know it..." You sighed, thinking out loud to yourself.

"Hm? What was that?" A guardian angel had appeared at your side, hopefully, to guide you with his heavenly advice.

"Sugawara, please help me." You groaned at the silver-haired setter. Your guardian angel, on the other hand, was smiling brightly.

"Don't worry (y/n)! I'll make sure to help you find the soft spot in his heart." He grinned again if that was even possible.

"Are you sure?" You asked him. He didn't need to get caught up in all your problems...

"Nonsense! I will be helping you. And I will make sure he likes you." He crossed his arms, pouting slightly. "After all, how could I be your guardian angel if I didn't at least do that?"

When Suga referred to himself as your 'guardian angel', it was a throwback to last Halloween with the boys' volleyball club.

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"Suga! Suga! Suga!" His team chanted as the setter ran full speed up the hill.

It was a relay race to see who could grab the most candy from the bowl, bring it back, tag the next runner, and finish with their team.

Currently, the teams were as written;

Team #1
- Sugawara
- Ennoshita
- Hinata
- Yamaguchi