Haikyuu Glasses Guy Novels & Stories

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.

Die blind and humiliated in an eagle costume while Kian effing Maddox racked up another goal and the world applauded. Then, suddenly—a hand. “Looking for this?” The voice was smooth. Way too smooth. And familiar in that ‘I… would… rather… chew… glasses… than… hear… it… again kind of way. KianMaddox. Of course. He knelt beside me, holding out my bent, scratched-up glasses like he was offering me a choice to choose between life and death. That cold smirk in place. Hair perfect. Not even a single bead of sweat ruining the cocky poster boy's pretty face.

“Look at your glasses, nerd. So dusty. How do you see through this thing?“ Before I can say 'Jack', he takes off my glasses and spats on each eye. His saliva rolls to all sides of it. “There, much better,“ He smirks, and puts back the glasses on my face, “Try not to bump into random guys. I'll be seeing you soon. And don't forget, you owe me a pussy,” He pats my shoulder and walks away, taking with him his overwhelming aura. I release my pent-up breath and a tear drops from my eyes. I take off the glass and wipe off the saliva with my dress. Gross, I know, but I have nothing else to wipe it off with.

But now he's going to find out from fooking Jake Reid. I noticed a guy wearing Harry Potter glasses staring at me across the road. In fact, I've been seeing him around for a while now. I always thought it was just a coincidence seeing he appears at every hospital I go to apply at. I decide to cut the chase and approach him, it might just be a misunderstanding or that he's a stalker. I dread the second possibility, who would probably stalk me with good intentions eh? He has to be a kidnapper or serial killer, he has the looks and those glasses do nothing to hide the serial killer vibes he gives off. I cross to the other side of the road and stand in front of him.

His anger from earlier was gone; he had a carefree smile. ‘Can I ask you something?’ he nodded for me to continue. ‘Why do you wear those glasses?’ he smirked pausing for a moment before he spoke, ‘Do they make me too handsome?’ I simply rolled my eyes before shaking my head, we were still parked in a layby on the outskirts of town. He took his glasses off and put them on for me as I let out a gasp… How does he see anything with these on?

She spilled cola on Kenichi's guitar when he didn't return her interest. Agawa- From Iceland and a college student, his ash blonde hair is natural. He plays bass, doesn't like listening to those he doesn't respect. Only respects people who have decent skill in music. Is popular among the ladies and has a fan club. Hagihara- A bald and tall young man who wears tinted glasses, is he a fan of Satoshi or he simply just shy? He tends to wear all black and his deep voice can unnerve many but unlike his appearance, he's actually a kind fellow and is often cleaning up Akemi's messes and misunderstandings. A mediator.

“Ladieeees, what’s with your glasses? Why aren’t they empty and ready for a refill yet?” We laugh as GiGi appears in front of us behind the counter. Driving a hand through his long light brown hair, he leans against the counter. GiGi, who reminds me a lot of the young David Beckham with slightly longer and lighter hair, came into my life with Jenna. They have been friends since their teens, and he owns a fantastic and actually hella successful pub downtown. As I got accepted as Jenna’s bestie by him, I got an extra friend. An awesomely handsome extra friend in an exhaustingly good temper. He is the only man I can stand for more than a few minutes without getting anything out of it. Maybe it’

he handed me a small ear board, and this glasses, would help us see everything that is going on. “Shit,” I laughed, putting on the fancy tech glasses. “You have things like this?” “Achilles allows me have full reign to your bank accounts. Trust me, you all are rich. Too rich if you asked me.” I never cared about how much we had. “Okay, I think I am ready,” I said, standing in front of the mirror. My hair is wild and the scars on my face are very vii. I tried to grin, but it looked more like I was taking a shit. “How do I look?”

Then he turned back, his eyes narrowing as he looked at me. “Say… you seem shorter than before.” My heart jumped so hard it felt like it hit my throat. For a second, I thought I was done. Fear gripped me so hard, it felt impossible not to show it. But then I noticed it. The faint lines across the bridge of his nose. The small marks at the sides. Glasses. That was the sign of someone who wore glasses. Yeah, he wore glasses in human form. I let out a small breath and rolled my eyes, leaning into the act. “Man, you’re blind in human form. You don’t even have your glasses on… idiot.”