"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐭." In which a naïve flower girl from Tokushima moves to Osaka to run her family's shop, only to catch the eye of a shameless volleyball player who finds her nothing short of ethereal. What begins as something soft, pure, and almost too gentle for the world around them slowly blossoms into love. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎, 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐...𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆? .•*˜ Atsumuxf!reader .•*˜ Fluff, angst(?) .•*˜ Timeskip ❁ A slowburn fanfic story. 𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒔: » profanity, vulgarity STARTED: September, 2025. (English isn't my first language, but i'll try my best!) 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑! I do not own haikyuu, nor the characters :D I only own the plot, and oc's :D

── ❝ 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗬 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗘. 𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗦𝗛𝗘'𝗦 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧. ❞ ── 𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙪 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵. 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮. [ uniAU ; post-timeskip!miya atsumu x fem!oc ] © hq!! // haruichi furudate © hdl // scarletxxw