𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎 haikyuu x reader (On Hold)

𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐀𝐌 𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 ⁰¹

You slowly open your eyes and started examining your surroundings. Your vision was a little bit blurry but you can still see the walls and ceiling that were painted in white while the floor has a marble effect tiles. There was a flat screen TV that was mounted on the wall in front of you, an expensive looking big grey wardrobe near the upper right corner of the room, a european style white dressing table with a comfortable chair besides the wardrobe, a mini cabinet with a table lamp on top of it beside the bed, and there was another door near the bed that you assumed was a bathroom.

You sat up as you massage your temples. The bed that you were sitting right now wasn't just a regular bed, it was a king sized bed with a lot of fluffy pillows and a comfortable blanket.

Your head began hurting as you tried recalling where are you and what are you doing inside this fancy room. You grab your glasses that was on top of the mini cabinet and wore it making your vision clearer than before.

Did I had a one night stand? You thought as you examine the room once again. You were very sure that you couldn't afford this kind of room. I think not. You added as your eyes landed on the dressing table and saw a purse and two grey suitcases beside the dressing table that you assumed it was yours. You stood up and wobbled your way towards the dressing table but your legs gave up on you making you fall down on the floor.

It's like I slept for days. You thought as you grab the chair that's near the dressing table for support. As you were now standing, you immediately sat on the chair and you first check the purse. You then started  rummaging through the purse.

The purse was filled with a lot of job applications that– to your disappointment– was blank, a plain white contact lens case, a see through eyeglasses case, a phone—

Finally, a phone! You thought as you take the phone out from the purse and turn it on. As the phone turned on, there was a passcode making you mentally groan. You stared at your phone screen for a while and noticed that the lockscreen was a book placed on someone's lap— that you assumed was yours— and a hand that was holding a white mug with coffee inside of it.

You placed the phone on the dressing table and you continued to find some more information about yourself and where are you right now. A few seconds of rummaging through your purse for the second time, you found an ID.

"(Y/N)... (L/N)..." You said as your voice echoed around the room. You could see your age, date of birth, your address, and your martial status which was single. The ID was only filled with basic information about yourself but the occupation was blank.

So I'm jobless? I think I was supposed to help dad— Your snapped out from your thoughts when your head painfully throb making you tightly shut your eyes while your hand was clutching your head. A scene started playing inside your head—

"I can just find a normal type of job, Dad. I'm not going to accept that kind of job that they offered to you." You calmly said to your dad who was seated on a couch inside the living room.

"You have to! It's the only way to make more money!" Your dad shouted, his hands were now gripping tightly on the sides of the couch.

"I'm trying my best dad. Some of them didn't accept me because I didn't finish high school but I'm still findin—"

You couldn't finish what you were saying when you dad suddenly smash a bottle on the floor making you jolt a bit.

"So you're blaming me that you couldn't finish your fucking high school?!" Your dad shouted, glaring into your eyes.

"I didn't say that dad. Please rest it's already one in the morning. I'm going to sleep now, okay? Good night." You didn't have the energy to argue anymore since you just got home because of job hunting and you knew that your dad was drunk since there's a lot of empty bottles on the floor and on the glass table.