Haikyuu Red Hair Guy Novels & Stories

in his ear. He smiled down at her. Then he moved back to reveal the man beside him. "This is Paul Kosher," he announced, moving back so they could see the man. He rose to his feet. He was about 5'10 by Mikayla's estimate. His most distinctive feature was his red hair. It wasn't a cool, auburn red like Mikayla's. It was fiery red, matching his eyebrows and beards. He had freckles along his cheekbones and brown eyes.

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.

Even Aidan and Malikul bowed their heads. Hisoka, the man that stood in between the crack of the ceiling, jumped off at the highest place straight to the podium, next to Eagle. TAP! He rolled a few times like a ball before standing up as if it was nothing. Hisoka. He had natural red hair, wearing a grey loose shirt and beige trousers. His hair slicked back, his long fingers simultaneously combed his hair to the back, pale skin, pink lips, hooded eyes, blue irises, and wearing sneakers.

“His hair…?” I exhaled sharply through my nose, rubbing my temple. “Well, it’s fucking red,” I grumbled. “Not ginger. Like, deep, fucking blood red. And anytime it’s grown out a bit, it’s messy, but somehow still looks intentional, you know? Like he just rolls out of bed looking like a goddamn rockstar.” Imogen hummed, clearly entertained. “Mmm. Sounds sexy.” I scowled. “He’s not sexy. He’s an asshole.”

I removed my hat in frustration and blew the loose strands of hair away from my face. “Hey! I don’t know what the hell you’re thinking, but you better go back to the cafe right now and tell everyone that this is all just a misunderstanding—” “You have red hair,” he said, cutting me off. He still isn’t listening to me! “Yes, I have red hair, and what about it? Listen to me this once. We are not—” “Pretty,” he cut me off again. “Your hair is so pretty,” he said while holding onto a strand.

It was a feeling of familiarity and in an instant, the fear I felt vanished. Now I feel comfortable being around him. "Do you mind?" he asked while pointing to the space next to me. I gave him a simple nod. He sat beside me with contentment on his face. This man beside me kind of reminds me of someone but I can't point out who. He has this mischievous look, ebony eyes, and a well-defined jaw. His comb-over hair suits him well. He's wearing a dark blue long sleeve shirt and dark pants. But one thing in him that made my brow furrowed is his slightly pale complexion.

I don't have to justify my actions with him or anyone else. He looks up, startled and the blush is back. "I'm sorry," he says softly and pulls his beanie off his head, revealing a shock of red hair. The color reminds me of Carrottop. But Rowen is much more attractive than the red-headed comedian. "I'm not meaning to sound judgmental or anything. I know there is such a thing as groupies. But I've never actually met one, I guess. You're just so different than I imagined."

Keep it together, show no fear! “That’s a rude assumption,” I say, holding my head high as I take a step. In a flash, there’s a male in front of me. He’s got fiery red hair and he’s surprisingly not that tall. Considering it's probably 15 degrees, he’s just in a t-shirt and jeans. Goddess, is he… a vampire?

Yuki min He's tall, but not too tall, but explicitly bigger than I am, his head a color of mint green. He seems to have a personality similar to that of a sloth. He seems inactive mostly and prefers quiet but can be a cute fun guy when he chooses to be. He has a gummy smile which the entire fandom adores. 4. Hobi Jung Red hair may be bold, but auburn is its rich, super flattering cousin. Whether you prefer a shade that leans brown or embraces orange, his hair color instantly adds warmth and depth to his look.

No kindness. Nikolai Kenji Ivanshov. Alpha of the Thornmoon Pack. He took a step closer, and the light from the torch caught his face, turning his expression even more dark. If he recognised me at all, he did not show it. His gaze ran over me once, taking in my chained hands, my torn dress and then my hair. "You are human," he said. His voice was low, steady. "With red hair." His eyes narrowed slightly. "No human has red hair."