Haikyuu x reader

New beginging

Bold text = inner thoughts

".    " = dialogue

Third person POV

You awoke in a panic at the sound of your alarm, even though you use your alarm everyday the sound still manages to give you a heart attack each time. You rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Today was your first day at your new school Karasuno High. You were slightly nervous since you were joining later in the year than normal but it couldn't be helped. You recently moved to Japan from Australia as your mom got a new job in miyagi. Although the real reason she got this new job was so that she could move to japan with you, since you decided to follow a close friend back to Japan to swim in the big leagues. As if starting late wasn't bad enough the fact that you were a foreigner would only make you stick out like a sore thumb. Even after all your Japanese lessons you still weren't one hundred percent confident in your Japanese skills. What even was kanji ?!

Before leaving the bathroom you had one last glance in the mirror to check your hair and makeup. You had a pretty face although you yourself didn't think that. Your makeup consisted of a swab of mascara, some concealer and filling in your eyebrows. Nothing too over the top but just something to hide that early morning zombie look. You ran back to your room and quickly got changed into your black school pants, crisp white shirt and cream knitted jumper. You were also meant to wear a red bow tie, it seemed to be a common thing here in Japan. However the idea of a red bow around your neck did not appeal to you in the slightest. It wasn't something you were used to wearing. You weren't a Tomboy but you weren't girly enough to wear a bow necktie either. You compromised by typing it around your wrist as sort of a bandana. At least if a teacher gave out you could say you were technically wearing the bow.

You grabbed your bag and headed downstairs to have a quick breakfast. Your mom was already at work so you just popped some toast into the toaster. After breakfast you checked the house was locked up before heading to school. The walk was around 20 minutes so you decided to wear your headphones for the journey. As the sun began to rise it started to get hotter and hotter. You took off your school jumper and carried it slung over your shoulder, the fabric fell against your back. You rolled up the sleeves of your shirt. The cool air caused the hairs on the back of your arm to stand up.

As you approached the large metal gates of Karasuno High you let out a nervous squeal. You removed your headphones and braced yourself. You were early so there wasn't too many students around. You did receive the occasional stare but just kept walking ahead. You arrived at the principals office to collect your timetable and to get your class. He informed you that a member from the student committee named Hitoka Yachi volunteered to give you a tour of the school at the end of the day today so that you could get used to the unfamiliar environment. You were rather academically smart and quite witty. You ended up in class 1-4.

Your POV

As I made my way down the hall i received multiple stares and heard some faint whispers being passed back and forth. It was clear that I was the cause of all the commotion. " Who's that", "Is that the new student? " "where do you think they're from" "Wow I didn't realise a Boy could be that pretty." Wait what did I hear that last comment right I thought to myself. Finally I found it, class 1-4. I peered my head around the doorframe. The class wasn't too full yet thank god at least I wouldn't have all eyes on me. I scanned the room to find a good seat. There was one in the second row from the window in the middle. I made my way over there.

I was met with an icy glare coming from a tall blonde boy with glasses in the seat by the window. "Ha are you sure you're meant to be in this class" he questioned in a condescending tone. While some people would take offence to this sort of remake I was only intrigued. I was quite sarcastic and teasing myself after all. I had a gut feeling that this was just a front put up by the boy and that this was how he engaged with others. Although I could be misreading his vibe completely. Perhaps he really is just a cold jerk !