Romans & histoires Haikyuu Glasses Guy

But you know Zayne, he still hates the guy because he can't stand people. Jiro was an okay guy. He had thick auburn hair, cute white glasses over his jade green eyes, and buff beige skin spotted with teeny weeny freckles. I wasn't sure if it was his entire body, or what his body looked like in fact. He was always wearing huge sweaters and hoodies like he borrowed a bouncer's. I wondered why he loved oversized clothes but never asked. He was kind of short too, taller than Odette but short. He was my height.

"Tsk, listen Lee Junhyu ssi[4], you are treated like that by Jihoo oppa because you are a lousy man. Loser! You can't protect yourself." With a quick movement I pulled out his glasses and made him immediately panic to take them away from me. But I just teased him and avoided here and there so he couldn't take his glasses from me. Then I dropped the glasses on the floor until he then crouched down to get it back. And before he managed to take it, I immediately stepped on the sunglasses with my shoes until the crackling sound of the shards managed to make him frozen in place with a hardened face holding back the emotions that managed to make me laugh out loud.

He wore glasses and looked like one of those characters from Scooby-Doo. I groaned while the other girls laughed. “I dare you to walk up to him and offer him a night. Just a few kisses and some smooches here and there,” she said, pursing her lips and making kissing sounds. Kim and Kendall laughed along. I stood up and looked back at the guy. He wasn't even drinking alcohol, just a fruit juice from the bottle..

they started it by kidnapping me, so. "Here, have this," the guy without specs, extended a bottle of water towards me. I eyed it for a second, then, smacked it away from me. "Geez, you are feisty, just as I remember you to be," the specs guy grinned at me. Uh...what the hell? "Dude, are you sure those glasses are doing their job right?" I asked him. His eyebrows furrowed and he wiped at the lens with his hands. Idiot.

A guy with glasses, looking too intelligent but lacking social skills. "Hi, Hannah! Is everything okay?" He looked at me. He was a good twenty centimeters shorter than me, but he was brave and very considerate to ask her if everything was okay. "Hi, Lennon, everything's fine. This is Rafael," she introduced me and the young man adjusted his glasses on his face.

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

“Ashley.” Standing across the threshold was Jayden, wearing ripped blue jeans, leather sneakers, and a tight-fitting T-shirt with black sleeves. He held a black hat in his left hand as he tugged a white mask under his chin. His large, sharp caramel brown eyes stared at me through a pair of round glasses, an accessory I had never seen on his face before. And it seemed obvious because he quickly frowned. “I’m ugly, am I?” he asked, pulling off the glasses. “No,” I replied stammeringly, holding back the urge to scold myself. “You’re not ugly. I’m just not used to seeing you wear glasses. You have never worn them in front of me before… you know, a few weeks ago, when you first told me.”

I totally forgot that the real killer… was the Glasses! The way he slid them up his nose with his index finger, slowly and casually, like it was the world’s most attractive habit. Sylvara whined inside me. “How do humans live around him like it’s normal? Look at him! That’s not a man,that’s a God!” “I heard that,” I whispered under my breath and got a strange look from the girl beside me. I felt that she nodded. “Honestly though… is he single?” I waved her off. Truth was,he looked familiar. Not exactly like someone I’d met before, but like someone I should have remembered…

50 tall, he was thinking about his sex life in which even his boyfriend, who thank the good lord, he hadn't cared about the fact that he was that age and his height. So much so that his new fashionable clothes to make him look like some delinquent, in which he was four times bigger than him, too bad his boyfriend was secret and his life as boyfriends was even more secret, when they Asian, they asked if he was their son, or their father or whatever, But they never kissed in public, he made excuses for extra classes and detention problems at school. Hikaru had a thin face, bony knees, black hair and very green eyes, he wore square and wide glasses, wearing sunglasses with contact lenses most

I'm really getting bored and annoyed as I continued to tap my nails on the table. I was staring at the entrance when a young man about my age entered. He's wearing a blue baggy pants and an oversized yellow shirt. His shoes were worn out and his bag has a patch in the middle. I looked at his face and he's wearing a thick round eyeglasses and his long hair is tied up like a bun. He's poor, a nerd, he has a bad taste in fashion, untidy and definitely not sexy. Ugh! Just my luck! Here I thought someone like Kaname Kuran will show up and invite me out instead.