weakness number twelve
"one minute," kiyoko called out during practice one day. from behind her, a short girl with blonde hair peeped out.
"kiyoko, did you finally get a girlfriend?" you asked.
"no," she replied, shooting you a subtle glare.
"so you found a new person!" hinata yelled. the girl shivered.
"she's joining the club on a trial basis as the new manager," kiyoko explained.
"i - i'm yachi hitoka!" the girl yelled.
"you're a first year?" asahi leaned down.
"y - yes, sir! i - i'm in class 1 - 5, sir!"
"sir?" asahi sulked.
"hi," you gave her a charming smile. "i'm [l/n] [name], class 3 - 5. you can call me [name]."
"m - m - model!" yachi shrieked, then covered her mouth. "pleasure to meet you!" she bowed to the team, then raced out of the gym.
"she called you a model," suga chuckled. "you sure look like one more than you look like a volleyball player."
"i think you scared her," nishinoya laughed, slapping you on the back.
"you're the one that was staring at her like you've never seen a girl before."
"girls are rarities!" nishinoya yelled. "we must treasure every moment around them!"
"what about boys?" you suddenly asked, looking very interested in the volleyball in your hands.
"i see boys everyday," nishinoya shrugged. "so they're not rare."
of course, he was too stupid to understand what you were asking.
"never mind," you sighed. "do you understand what we're going over during tutoring?"
"yeah," nishinoya nodded enthusiastically. "i'm going to pass my tests, and go to tokyo!"
"let's not forget who's making it possible," you smirked.
"yeah, yeah," nishinoya grumbled.
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you, asahi, suga, and daichi looked at your test scores.
"i'm at a loss for words," daichi stated gravely.
"i don't - how?" suga asked.
JE LEEST
𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 || 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦
Fanfictiein which [name] is against coming back to the volleyball team, but the team won't take no for an answer. [haikyuu x male reader] [lowercase intended] [mild language] [mild mature themes] i do not own haikyuu, i only own the reader's storyline.