Haikyuu Imagines

kita x reader

i'm really sorry for being IA here, i've been busy with school. if y'all are asking about memoria, I've written the chapters in advance. but still sorry, stressed with friends and school.

anyway, here's a character i've never written a oneshot of.

requested by: @/stwkxx

enjoy!

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It's weird to be doing this. My whole life is a mess. I don't know what's going to happen later on but, I'm incredibly struggling with everything that I do. One thing that's annoying is having people just bluntly compare me to Mr. Perfect.

Mr. Perfect Kita Shinsuke, somehow he's always the best in everything. Sports, academics-- whatever the hell it is, he tops them all. He's also that weird dude, he barely smiles and his voice is always monotone. I sometimes hate talking to him.

"(Y/n), do you really think that hard work would help you beat him?" Here we go again. "You know that Kita-kun would just be top 1 in every subject."

"Mind your own damn business." I glared at the slut, oh yes she is.

"Jeez girl, I'm your best friend. The fuck you insulting me for?" I just laughed it off, stopping when I saw Kita-san enter the room. "Alright alright, stop staring. That won't make you get the best results."

"Shut up, Hena." She pouted her lips and kissed my cheek.

Kita Shinsuke, he's famous for a lot of reasons, I think? Well for starters, already said it but, he's incredibly smart. When I say smart he can ace everything. He gets perfect grades and results. Always and forever will he get the same results.

Oh did I say that he's an athlete? Oh yeah I did. Well, he's a part of the volleyball team and he's the captain. It's kinda off-- for me at least. He's not really one of the first six players to play in a match, he sometimes would just enter on the second set or not enter at all.

Miya Twins are the famous ones, but I guess Kita-san is too. Girls always gossip about him. I would hear them say weird shit like, "I want him to choke me," "Oh my god his thighs," girls are thirsty for the boy. He is good looking but, bitch don't.

We're from the same class and he's top 1, I'm top 2. Not that I really care about my grades, I just challenged myself on beating him. Ever since I entered high school I never became top 1. I've tried all these years but I just can't beat him, I wish I could, even just for once.

He sits in front of me and it gets annoying when girls would run into the room, squealing his name out. Some of their squeals sometimes sound like moans I swear.

"(Y/n), can you help me out?" I look up to see a classmate, holding out the worksheet. Kita-san's seriously just in front of me, oh... she's here to thirst over him. Okay.

"Yeah sure. So in order to get the value of x you have to..." I explain, seeing that her eyes are on the boy. Fuck it, I'll just write the answer on a separate piece of paper. "Here, girly here."

"O-Oh, thanks.." She took the worksheet from me, eyes glued on to Mr. Perfect. "K-Kita-kun, can you help me with this?" I mentally roll my eyes at the sight of her doing that.