Game On (UkaixReader)

Game On (UkaixReader)

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You and Ukai were once inseparable - until a bitter misunderstanding in high school turned you into sworn enemies. What then started as petty pranks and a constant battle to outdo each other in volleyball finally ended with you leaving Japan after graduation to pursue your volleyball career as far away from him as possible. Now eight years later, after a career-ending injury forced you to step away from the game, you return to Japan as the head coach of Nekoma's boys' volleyball team. But when a friendly match pits your team against Karasuno, you come face-to-face with none other than Ukai- your old rival and ennemy, now coaching on the other side of the net. Now both more determined than ever to prove your team is superior, you throw yourselves back into the rivalry. But as the tension between you escalates, old feelings and memories resurface with it, forcing you both to confront your past. Will you finally settle the score, or will the game change everything? Disclaimers: - I do not own any of the Haikyuu characters, only the story WARNINGS: - mature content (+18) - lemon
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Moving to a new country is hard enough. New school, new language, new rules-you promised yourself you'd keep your head down and survive the year. Then you met Asahi Azumane. He's shy, gentle, and never the loudest in the room. But the first time you see him on the volleyball court-powerful spikes, determined eyes-you realize there's more to him than meets the eye. At first, it's just quick greetings and awkward smiles. Then it's him waiting for you after class. Then it's late-night texts, small acts of kindness, and those moments where his hand brushes yours and neither of you pull away. You didn't plan to fall for him. He didn't plan to fall for you. But some games are worth playing until the very last point.

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