A/n:
I don't know how old you are, but in this story you're older than 16. That's the average age for high school students in Japan
Y/n pov
I really thought I saw someone I knew, I end up running outside checking to see if I was right. As I was looking I see Oikawa surrounded by girls. "Excuse me," I hear a dark menacing voice behind me, turning I recognize him from the practice match. "You're Iwaizumi, right?" I ask the angry man. He turns and looks at me with surprise, "You're the girl from Karasuno." I nod my head, "Are you hear to get the play boy?" He growls, "Yeah" Pulling out a volleyball he throws at Oikawa, hitting him in the head. I start to laugh, "Nice, shot."
"Who dares to hit me?!" He turns and gasps when he sees Iwaizumi. Making an angry face, Oikawa seemed to get the message, "Sorry, gunna have to take a rain check on that picture." The girls whine in disappointment. Walking up to us he notices me, "You're that girl from the practice match. Did you come to see me?" He gives me a flirty smile, I hid behind Iwaizumi, "Even if I wanted to cheer for your team, you would definitely not be the one I would cheer for. You're really creepy with that smile of yours."
He gasps, "What?! Creepy?!" I start to walk into the building. "Hold on! You said if you were cheering on our time it wouldn't be me, right?" Oikawa chases me down with Iwaizumi making sure he walks in the right direction. "Yeah, you got candles in your ears or something?" I continue walking. "Who would you cheer for?" I sigh at his question, "Probably Iwaizumi."
Both of them freeze in place. "What?" I growl at them. "You'd actually chose the scary mean guy over the pretty popular boy?!" Oikawa starts to freak out. "Listen I have a game, so," I run as fast as I can away from him.
Getting to the gym I warm up with the rest of my team, getting in I see Sejioh seated to watch our game. "Yoo-hoo! Small fries and Kageyama, how are those quick attacks going?" I see Oikawa throwing us a piece sign only to be slapped by Iwaizumi. "Would you please stop doing that?" I snicker at him catching his attention. "Don't think I forgot what you said earlier!" He points at me, "I can't believe she like Iwa-chan more than me!" My whole team hear him.
"Y/n, what did he mean by you liking Iwaizumi?!"
"Do you seriously have a crush on the ace of Sejioh?!"
"Please tell me you're joking!!"
They all crowded me, "Stop it!" I yell out in frustration, "I said I would cheer on Iwaizumi if I had to cheer for Sejioh. He's a great Ace, I have to admire him for his skill." I explain to them trying to get them to back off. "Hear that, Iwa-chan? She admires you," Oikawa teases him. Looking up I see Iwaizumi looking away with red ears, "Whatever, let's go shittykawa." He drags him to his seat, "Gahhh! Iwa-chan!"
I take a deep breath, that was stressful
"Umm, Y/n?" Tadashi comes up to me, "Who is that couple near our banner? I've never seen them before, they keep watching you." I turn to look and freeze, No, it can't be
I grip my volleyball hard, standing where our school's banner was were the least likely people I expected. Anger boiled inside me. I had a hard time keeping my cool, Keishin noticed me glaring at the couple. "Y/n, is that?" He observes them. I nod, "My parents."
Seeing me, my mother waved to me and my father had a grumpy face and rolled his eyes. I could read his lips, "What a waste of time"
I walk below them, "What are you doing here?" "Darling, we wanted to see you play," My mother smiles brightly at me. "Why?" I clench my fists. "Show some respect," my father 'tsks', "We took time out of our busy schedule to come see your crappy tournament." Hearing those words made me lose my patience. "Then leave," I say barely above a whisper. "What was that?" He growls at me. "I said, LEAVE!!" My voice catches almost everyone's attentions.
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Flying with Karasuno
FanfictionThis is a Haikyuu x Reader story; it will have multiple endings with different players. It's your first day at Karasuno High School and you're just going through the motions of the day. That all stops when you catch the eyes of the mens' volleyball...