COVER CREDIT: @-JZNDER ❝ Wait, you can talk? ❞ ❝ ... yes? ❞ ••• (Y/N) (L/N) didn't ask to go to Karasuno High School. She definitely didn't ask to be the second manager for the boy's volleyball team. If anything, it was Kiyoko's fault for signing her up against her own will. With her quiet nature and piercing gaze, she was never really good at making the most of things. She'd rather be at home binge watching a show than hanging out around people she didn't know. Still, some things can't be helped, especially as she grows closer to the very people she hoped to avoid. Maybe she could even find love?

Kuroo watched her leave, his smile never leaving his face. He glanced around the room, and caught a view of himself in the small mirror mounted on the wall. He was completely smitten. Fuck. Kenma was right. ~~~ Warning: Mentions a bit about assault. Please read at your own risk, and don't read if you're not comfortable with that topic. A/N: I wrote this when I was younger. It's a bit cringe. Disclaimer: This is just a fan fiction about the anime Haikyuu, created by Haruichi Furudate, I do not own the franchise in any way, shape or form.

❝ 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗜𝗦 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜 𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗘 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗. ❞ ︻ 🏿 ➤ for short , our beloved 🏾 haikyuu boys as 🏽 fathers . no requests . 🏼 🏻 ︼ ˗ˏˋ 'ˎ˗ date started: 12/30/2020 ˗ˏˋ 'ˎ˗ date finished: ─ ✎↷: © 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐨 ✎↷: © i do not own haikyuu !! just the plot , and theme .

⊱:*𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐘 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐱𝐨:*⊰ 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝘾𝙍𝙄𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀