Fallen Angel | Haikyuu Male Reader Insert

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More than a year ago...

"Shiratorizawa!"

"Shiratorizawa!"

"Good luck Nii-chan!" [y/n] shouted, waving his arms in the air.

His brother was warming up with his team. When he heard [y/n], he turned to the crowd, eyes searching for [y/n] until he found him standing near the front of the crowd. [b/n] waved his hand at [y/n] with a smile on his face.

"Is that your brother?" Tendou asked, creeping up beside [b/n]. "I've heard about him, an angel on court and a star player... [l/n] [y/-"

"Hey, we need to line up!" Someone shouted, cutting off Tendou.

Both [b/n] and Tendou started jogging to where their team was.

"So is your brother coming to Shiratorizawa?"

"Yes," [b/n] merely replied with a roll of his eyes. "He had always dream of joining a powerhouse school and play volleyball together with me. It would be a waste if he didn't come here, seeing his immense talent."

Up above the court sat [y/n], who was analysing both teams' members. [y/n] recognised a few of them from his brother, one of them being Ushijima Wakatoshi. According to [b/n], Ushijima is a really good player. Him being a left-handed spiker had usually thrown their opponents off for a while.

During the match, [y/n]'s eyes lingered on the Shiratorizawa team. He couldn't help but feel amazed by the team's strength.

Whenever someone scored, the school will cheer. [y/n] couldn't help but cheer even louder whenever his brother scored, with a big grin on his face.

"Nice kill [b/n]!" The crowd shouted when he scored another point for the team.

[b/n] is an amazing spiker as well, only second to Ushijima. He was most famous for his clean line shots and ability to direct the ball to where he wants it to be.

[y/n] admired his brother deeply.

He was really proud to be [b/n]'s younger brother.

Until an accident that took away [b/n]'s ability to play volleyball ever again.

A normal Friday evening after practice, when [b/n] was going to [y/n]'s school to pick him up. A drunken driver had been driving down the streets at full speed when [b/n] was crossing it.

[y/n] nearly lost a brother.

At least a brother by blood.

The brother [y/n] knew was gone, replaced with a host of jealousy and anger carrying [b/n]'s name.

So did [y/n]'s passion for volleyball disappear.

He couldn't look at a volleyball without bawling his eyes out for weeks until he felt numb. [y/n] didn't think he could ever play that sport again so he left the team by escaping practices and at the end of the year, [y/n] left Japan. He stayed in America for a few months, using the time away from his birthplace filled with painful memories to try and cure his depression.

Along with the death of [b/n], came the nickname 'Fallen Angel'.

Shiratorizawa extended a letter to [y/n], inviting the male to join their school. [y/n] declined. He couldn't go there, after what happened.

A few months of solitude gave [y/n] enough time to crawl his way out of the dark hole. He returned to Japan, a better version of himself than when he left. But no matter what he did, [y/n] could never return to how he was before the accident. He was still standing at the edge. A single misstep and [y/n] will fall back in.