Lᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ (yandere one shots)

Hinata Shoyo

I can't be bothered to make up names, so F/N = friend's name
F/N2= another friend's name and so on.
N/N = nickname

It was a prank. You know, the whole way you ended up meeting Hinata.

You were shoved into the separate gym of Karasuno High on one of the first days you became a second year. At the time, you'd known the school relatively well but you and your friends hadn't cared enough to sneak a peek at the gym.

After shoving you in, your friends giggled, whispering to each other about you getting some with topless guys, muscular, fit, topless guys.

But all you saw were two first years (you hadn't seen them in the school before so you assumed they were that) playing with a volleyball, well, not exactly playing, a tall male was glaring and shouting "Hinata Boke!" at a orange shrimp.

So, not precisely the topless guy scenario your friends had hoped for.

When the shrimp, turned human after a second  glance, took you in, his lil eyes sparkled. The other boy had noticed his deprived attention and was raging:

"Hinata Boke! Focus! What—!" He was quite rudely interrupted.

"Kageyama-kun! I've just thought of something!" He shined, you had to shield your eyes as turned his blinding rays to the person you now noted as Kageyama. "She can keep count for us! Don't worry we both know you're too dumb to know we've only done four!"

You both deadpanned. Only "Hinata" received a ball to the head.

Kageyama seemed to think that through. "...I am smart... but I guess it wouldn't hurt to have a second opinion. To tell me I'm right."

"Yessss!" Hinata jumped so high in the air you gasped.

"You're... flying..." you mumbled. Hinata's eyes widened. He ran over to you so fast you nearly screamed. All your strength depleted from trying not to. The orange head took your hands in his, squeezing the life out of them in pure excitement. "Y-you really think so?!! Ahhhh thank you!!"

"N-no problem..." the boy still hadn't let go of your hands. He realised this when Kageyama slapped him on the head. "Ow..."

He grumbled for a second, but it was so brief you couldn't be sure if it had ever occurred.

"Ah! Sorry! What's your name?? I'm Hinata Shoyo, but you can call me Shoyo! What year are you in?? Do you like volleyball???" The wave of questions were so energetic you could scream. How could a little child, first year, not be dying from all the energy? God you may have been 16 turning 17 (second year at high school age, if it's not your age just pretend) but you had the strength of an old woman. Hinata didn't seem to notice that, because he stayed dead still to listen for your answers.

"U-um, I'm L/N Y/N, a second year... and I guess, but I've never really played."

Hinata's face was unreadable, but suddenly turned sunny again. "I can show you now! So basically you have the ball and go whoosh over the net—"

"Hinata you idiot! She's your senpai! Have a little respect!" The bluenette nodded his head. "Kageyama Tobio." He bowed his head and pushed Hinata's down, who then proceeded to ramble.

"Ah! L/N-senpai! Forgive me! I'm new and you looked so nice and..."

You decided to intervene before Hinata's little speech took up your whole lunch break. "A-ah no it's ok... really. I may be your senpai but you guys can call me Y/N. I don't really like the formality stuff anyway."

Hinata lit up. You guessed this had to be the sun side child, the protagonist, because no other spot could radiate this much energy.

"Thank you... Y/N." He said it as if he was testing it out. "...But it would mean a lot... if you could help us play." He put on his best face, as if he knew you'd planned to lightly reject the two and leave, tell your friends the gym had been empty. But. Oh the eyes got you. They coiled and wrapped you in and you couldn't say no. There was no harm in helping them once, and besides, your friends were probably spying on the basketball club. You couldn't win with them. So why not here?