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It wasn't hard to find someone taller than Nishinoya yu, in fact, just looking at the other boys on the karasuno boys volleyball team, you'd see just how short he is in comparison. This was a fact Nishinoya knew all too well, always having to gaze upward to see the faces of his peers despite being the oldest second year on the team, so when he runs directly into a girl on the way to volleyball practice, it isn't surprising that she's taller than him, but when he looks up from the spot on the floor where he had fallen, he realizes just how much taller than him she was.
The tall girl reaches her hand out, an apologetic expression on her pretty face, Nishinoya blinks up at her as he takes her hand. The girl pulls him up and Nishinoya looks up at her with pink cheeks, “I'm sorry, are you okay?” she asks, and Noya practically swoons at the sound of her voice, he rubs the back of his neck, laughing nervously “ah,yeah im alright, sorry for running into you!” The girl smiles and tucks some of her hair behind her ear, her cheeks tinted with a blush “Im Nishinoya Yuu!” Noya introduces himself hastily and the girl's eyes flicker briefly with recognition “Nishinoya…” she repeats softly, looking contemplative before she smiles “You're on the boys volleyball team right?” she asks and Noya visibility brightens, this beautiful girl knew who he was?
He nods enthusiastically, bouncing on his heels as he looks up at her, “yeah! I'm the libero!” he says proudly “pretty cool huh?” she giggles and nods, “yeah, I've seen a few of your matches, you were really cool!” she praises, and Noya fidgets nervously with a piece of his hair, despite prompting her to compliment him, he wasn't expecting her to actually do it. “I'm L/N Y/N, it was nice to meet you Nishinoya-senpai.” she says, walking around the now stunned second year and disappearing around a corner, but before Noya could run after her and ask her out, a large hand grips his shoulder, he turns around to meet the furious eyes of Daichi, who had come to find him after he didn't show up for practice. As Daichi scolds him for delaying the club meeting, Noya can only think of the pretty girl he had just met, wondering if he’d get the chance to get her number and maybe even get a date with her.
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It had been a few days since your run in with a certain energetic libero, you had seen him playing before and immediately thought he was cute,you found out he was only a year above you after asking some friends about the libero who had played so well that day, so when you finally got a chance to meet him, you tried your best not to act like some crazed fan girl, he probably gets enough of those, you thought. Currently, you were leaving the school after your club meeting ended, when you passed the gymnasium the boys volleyball team used. The door was slightly open and the lights were still on despite clubs having already ended for the day, you peek inside and see the same spikey haired second year who was occupying your thoughts and a taller boy with a shaved head standing near by, quietly, you push the gym door open, watching in amazement as the taller of the two throws the ball into the air, Nishinoya, while yelling something about thunder, leaps forward and perfectly receives the ball, flinging it into a blue basket filled with other volleyballs.
You can't help but exclaim “Wow!” as the short boy gets back up, startling the two volleyball players, you smile sheepishly, giving an awkward wave as they gape at you. Nishinoya, who had completely frozen in place, quickly becomes red in the face and the other boy (who you recognize as the loud guy that took his shirt off during the first volleyball match you saw) looks between the two of you quickly, before directing his attention to his teammate and loudly asking “is this the girl you were talking about?” Nishinoya jumps and then glares at his grinning friend, his face still red. His friend just laughs, slapping him on the back and heading towards the door, walking past you with a smirk. “Make sure to lock up when you're done!” he calls, fishing the gym keys out of his pocket and tossing them over his shoulder at Noya, who snatches them out the air and watches as his friend leaves the gym, leaving the two of you alone.
Nishinoya shuffles awkwardly in place, his sneakers squeaking against the court floor, his eyes looking anywhere but at you, the two of stand there in silence for a moment before he finally speaks, “you're here pretty late L/N-chan.” he says and you smile softly “I could say the same to you Nishinoya-senpai.” Noya blushes at the honorific, trying to suppress the grin threatening to show on his face. “W-well you know…I need to work super hard if I want to be the best libero!” Despite fumbling over his words, he tries to remain composed in front of such a pretty girl, “it's getting pretty late…how about i walk you home?” he offers, looking up at you with a hopeful look, you blush fiddling with the hem of your skirt, “yeah…I'd like that.” you tell him, smiling sweetly at him, Nishinoya can hardly believe it, walking home with a super cute girl? He must have pleased the love gods.
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Around 15 minutes later, after Noya locks up the gym and changes out of his volleyball uniform, you begin the walk to your house, you walk side by side. you, slowing your pace and Noya, speeding up to match yours, the difference in height is certainly more apparent now. The silence between you is comfortable, only being broken by your directions, Noya glances over at you, his heart racing from being so close to you and he wonders if your heart is doing the same. Unbeknownst to him, it is, your mind is filled with similarly Noya-centric thoughts. As you turn the corner to your street, you subconsciously slow down, trying to prolong the time spent with the boy you hold such affection for, Noya, who was wondering how you would react if he held your hand.
You stop in front of your house, turning towards Noya, “well…this is me.” You say, your voice soft and nervous, Noya smiles up at you, his cheeks dusted with pink, you stand there in silence, neither of you wanting to leave the other. “Thanks for walking me home.” You say, hesitating for a moment before quickly leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek, you pull away, face flushed with embarrassment. Noya stands there in shock, his fingers brushing over his cheek where your lips had touched, he turns bright red “p-please give me your number!” He says loudly, startling you.
“O-oh! Um okay!” You stutter, fumbling a bit while you try to fish your phone out of your bag, you quietly exchange numbers, both of your face red. Numbers exchanged, Noya stares down at his phone, looking at your phone number with amazement, tucking some hair behind your ear you gesture towards your house, “I should head inside but um…I’ll text you!” You say smiling at him, Noya nods, starting to walk backwards slowly, “yeah! Yeah, okay! Bye L/N-Chan!” He calls as you turn to leave. halfway to your door, you glance back, letting out a quiet giggle as Noya fist pumps and jumps around as he leaves your street. As soon as Noya gets home, he collapses in bed, smiling like a fool as he pulls his phone out, ready to send you the first text only to see you had already beat him too it,
L/N-Chan: ‘thanks for walking me home Nishinoya-senpai! I hope you got back okay!’
Noya grins, typing out, then deleting, then re-typing a simple-
Nishinoya-senpai: ‘no problem! Goodnight L/N!’
L/N-Chan: ‘Goodnight!’
You bury your face in your pillow, kicking your legs happily.
That night, you both fall asleep thinking of each other.