《Violet Eyes || Haikyuu!! Fanfiction ||》Chapter 2: Karasuno High
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Ayame reached the gates and lowered her head to avoid unwanted attention. According to the test results, she is in Class 1-4. The only problem is that she didn't know where Class 1-4 is located and her sense of direction is below normal. "Might as well start searching before I'm late for class..."
She kept glancing upwards in search for the room that says "Year 1 Class 4" when she bumped to a grey haired student.
"I-I'm so sorry! I-I wasn't looking on what direction I'm heading. I-I'm so sorry" she apologized, bowing her head.
"Ah, no need to apologize. I am sure you are just excited and nervous being your first day here at Karasuno" he said "You're a first year, right?"
"Y-yes, m-my name is A-Ayame. Mizuki Ayame, first year" she stuttered.
"Nice meeting you, Mizuki-chan. I'm Sugawara Koshi, a third year" he said"Mizuki Ayame...sounds familiar..."
"N-nice meeting you, Sugawara-senpai" she gasped. "Oh my gosh, I've bumped myself to an older student!" she thought panicking.
"You don't need to "-senpai" me. Calling me "Suga-san" will do" he said with a gentle smile.
She sighed in relief. She was about to go to her class when she remembered that she didn't know where Class 1-4 is. "Will Sugawara-san help me? He seems nice" she thought.
"Umm...Sugawara-san? C-could you...uh...t-tell me where is Class 1-4? I...I think I'm lost..." she asked.
"Sure, just go straight ahead in this hallway and then turn left. The first room you'll is Class 1-4" he replied.
"Thank you, senpai!" she said while bowing her head.
"No problem, just helping a fellow student is what I do. See you later, Mizuki-chan!" he waved a hand and walked off.
Following Sugawara's instruction, she entered the room and looked for the nearest desk she could sit. Out of habit, she let her gaze fell on the floor and she (again) bumped into someone.
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She slightly looked up and saw two first years. The taller one seemed about over 180 cm in height and he is wearing glasses. The other one has a splash of freckles on his face, probably around 175 to 180 cm.
"Are these guys first years? They're so...tall. He's much taller than Sugawara-san, who's a third year"
"You better watch where you are going, chibi" the one with the glasses told her. She kept her head down and nodded. "Did he just call me chibi? Am I that small in his perspective?" she thought, slightly hurt "I'm only 154 cm, am I that short?"
"Tsukki, I'm sure she didn't mean it" the other one said.
"I know, Yamaguchi...Just telling her to be careful next time"
"I-I'm sorry" she mumbled "M-my name is Mizuki Ayame...n-nice to meet you" she said.
No response. She slowly looked up and soon backed away when she saw both of them staring at her face.
"W-what are you staring at?" she asked, flustered, gripping her bag tightly. She was surprised to find that their eyes are filled with curiosity and slight amazement.
"Nothing" the one called "Tsukki" said "It's just, I never saw anyone with violet eyes before"
"T-they suit you, Mizuki-san!" the other called "Yamaguchi" blurted out. Her cheeks turned bright pink from the compliment.
"Wow, it's the first time someone told me something nice about my eyes..." she thought. "T-thank you..." she whispered.
"S-she's pretty cute" Yamaguchi thought "Ayame...meaning "iris" like the purple flower, like her eye colour" Her shy personality made her look so...cute, in his opinion.
"Hey, Yamaguchi, you better introduce yourself. You're being rude..." "Tsukki" smirked.
"Sorry...I'm Yamaguchi Tadashi and this is Tsukishima Kei" he said, pointing at the taller teen "S-sorry for staring earlier" he apologized nervously, rubbing the back of his head.
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"It's okay, I'm not used to being stared at, Tadashi-kun" she said "and I'm sorry for bumping you earlier, Tsukishima-kun"
Did she just call meby my first name?" Yamaguchi thought "Anyway, it sounds...nice..."
"Don't mention it. As long as you don't keep staring at your feet while walking, I'm fine with it" Tsukishima answered with a shrug.
"Sensei is coming!!" another student said and everyone scrambled to take a seat. Ayame sat at back portion, a little closer to where Tsukishima and Yamaguchi are sitting. Since it's the first day of school, their sensei told them that they must introduce themselves. After a few students, she stood and introduced herself.
"M-my name is Mizuki Ayame and I'm from Hanabi Aiko Jr. High. My mom and I transferred here in Miyagi two months ago. P-pleased to meet you!" she said with a bow.
"Hanabi Aiko?"
"I heard that is one of the most prestigious, all-girls, school in Tokyo..."
"Why is she at Miyagi?"
"Why did she study here at Karasuno? She could just go to any city school..."
"She seemed smart. No wonder she's in this class"
"Look! Her eyes!"
"Wow, I've never seen eyes like those before"
"Purple eyes..."
"Eyes like those are rare in Japan, right?"
"Okay, okay, please be quiet and stop talking about Ayame. I'm sorry, dear. Please take your seat" her sensei told her. She returned to her seat and sighed in annoyance. She caught Yamaguchi glancing at her and she couldn't help but look down to avoid his gaze, her cheeks turning pink in embarrassment.
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