Haikyuu One shots

~The Introvert And The Germophobe (Kiyoomi Sakusa) ~

With her eyes glued on the board, the girl scribbled all of the  math equations down in her notebook.

"Make sure to simplify-" The professor pointed to the numbers then writes down the simplified answer. "-and that's how you answer this type of problem. "

A breath of relief escaped from her mouth. She finally was able to copy the whole solvings for a math problem.

It always feels like a horror show when I wasn't able to copy everything,(f/n) ponders to herself as she lay her hand flat on the table. For sure, every math class seemed like a hand exercise session.

The girl stared at her nails, the pink nail polish glinted against the light. At a glance, no one would notice that she was wearing nail polish at all.

It's not that obvious but-

The girl burried her face with her hands, a wave of heat entering her cheeks.

This is stupid of me to agree to something like this.

(F/n) started to zone out, recalling the conversation she had with her friend.

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"EEEeeeehhh?! You guys didn't hold hands yet?!" (friend's name) slammed both of her hands on the table, staring at the girl with disbelief. "It's almost a year since you guys went out!"

(F/n) shrugged her shoulders. It never really bothered her that they are not as touchy-touchy as the other couples are.

" (f/n)," (friend's name) muttered as she shook her head in dismay. " There's a chance that people might think that the both of you are not couples you know?"

"So?"
"Don't 'so?' me, missy-" She puffed her cheeks, holding back herself from exploding.

" It's either that another girl will sweep him off his feet and he breaks up with you or a dude will try to win you over and Kiyoomi here gets jealous, making your relationship unsteady. "

(F/n) blankly stared at her friend, thinking her proposed situations are quite dramatic.

" To put things straight, I don't ask to hold hands with him since I know he, being a germaphobe, will refuse. "

" Oh right." (Friend's name) mused as she lightly drummed her fingers on the table.

(F/n) stared at her friend's fingers. The nails has been painted, each has a different design that matched with overall motif of the nail art.

'She must have been practicing on doing her nail art,' she thought as  she stared at her own nails, looking much plain in comparison to her friend's.

"AHHH I KNOW!" (Friend's name) exclaimed, her eyes shining bright.

She started to rummage through her bag, taking out some bottles of nail polish and some brushes used in nail art.

"Gimme your hand-" She signaled me, her palm faced up- "I think this could help you in letting him have an excuse to hold you hand."

" You're gonna paint my nails so -" (F/n) once again glances at her own nails- "How does that exactly give me the reason for him to hold my hand?"

"It's simple really, just ask him how it looks and BOOM! He will hold your hand while looking at your nails."

Raising one-eyebrow, (F/n) thought that he could just tell her to hold her hand near his eyes in order for him to look at her nails.

Well, if I say no to it she will pester me and find ways for him to ' hold ' my hand.

" Sure-" I placed my hand on top of hers-"though just keep it simple."