Hinata stood there on the court. Sweat dripping from his temple and a familiar tingling in his fingertips. The crowd went wild. But the ball he held wasn't the same BECAUSE IT LOOKED LIKE FUCKING AKAZA FROM DEMON SLAYER
What if Hinata Shouyo became...
First of all I wanted to say that this story is kinda deep and psychological at first so don't panic. Secondly, my English sucks. It's my third language and I'm still an early teen so my grammar, use of language, ecc. is not on point. Thirdly, I update irregularly and WHY ARE YOU READING THIS. IT'S SO BAD GO READ SOMETHING BETTER. I AM JUST WRITING THIS BECAUSE I NEED PRACTICE AND I LOVE ANIME. 💡I DO NOT OWN HAIKYUU, KNB OR ANY OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS 💡
🚨This fanfic contains🚨 ❀My own crazy fantasies ❀Bad description ❀Horrible plot ❀Swearing ❀TERRIBLE JOKES ❀Deep shit ❀Sad shit ❀My humor is trash and it's gotten worse since quarantine. ❀Gay stuff ❀Angst angst angst and more angst
Yeah pretty much it.
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