Haikyuu Red Hair Guy Novels & Stories

I peered forward, my gaze landing on a boy around my age. He greeted me with a warm smile, revealing a set of perfect white teeth and with his unique hair. "Ohh! You have red hair," I exclaimed. "Yeah," he replied with a subtle smirk playing on his lips. "My brother mentioned that red is one of the rarest hair colors in the world.," I said. The boy chuckled and confessed, "No, it's not my natural hair color; I'm actually blond." Surprised by his revelation, I questioned, "Why did you change it?"

he smirked and handed a string of pearls. A fan stuck his hand and the sting of pearls rolled down. "Red does not look good in your ugly pink hair," young Hachin said with a smile. Qu Wren turned completely to him and stepped closer. "Did I hear you talk about my hair? Who said red does not look good in pink. I'll prove it to you otherwise." He plucked the pin and tied his silky pink hair up swiftly in a messy bun with it. "See, it looks so good,"

“You mean ‘that’ list?” Chie nodded her head with a smile. “What’s his name?” Kiyo sighed internally, knowing there’s nothing she could do to stop her best friend. “His name is Haato. We call him Haato-kun.” Chie gasped softly. “Haato-kun. And his hair is red, like a blooming heart.” Chie moaned softly. “What a perfect combination.” “If you say it like that, yeah, but I don’t really see him as perfect.” Kiyo said.

I sighed. "Yo! care if I join you guys?". I looked over and saw a couple of guys approaching us. Both were pretty cool, I guess? One fellow looked straight at me with a wry smile. However, the most eye-catching feature worth noticing is his spiky, fiery reddish-orange hair. Wow, that must be a very nasty paint job. The other guy was simple and plain, though a bit nervous and submissive-looking. He looked at me with a nervous smile. His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible.

And I can also feel his large hand reaching for my hair, a gentle touch that caresses the red strands, bringing them to his lips. I look over my shoulder while he kisses my hair, making me hold my breath. “Did you know...? Your wolf form has a fur red as your hair.” He raises his eyes, meeting mine. “You have no idea how rare that is.” “Red-haired wolves are rare?” I take this information with a certain amusement, but I sounded too sarcastic and soon regretted it. I try to add something, to correct, but Jasper is quicker and says, “Yes, they are... Especially the ones like you.”

"His red hair is so cool. How come you were born with really dark brown hair?" I shrugged. "Mom is blonde, dad is a brunette. Recessive gene took over and Rhys was born." I turned to Lucian to make sure he was still listening. "Literally Rhys is the only one in my family with red hair and everyone else is either brunette or blonde."

"This is another me, or maybe you should call him the alternative me. He maybe looks the same as me. But he was totally different from me. There was only one way to know which one is Hikari and Yami. And it was by this jacket. As for me, I prefer the color of the light and it was White. Meanwhile, Yami prefers the color of the dark which was black." Maybe it was easy for them to make sure which one is Yami and which one is Hikari. But they were wondering what will happen if both Hikari and Yami didn't wear the jacket. Hikari knows that they maybe will ask him about that, So he says to them "If you can't recognize us. Then just look at our hair. My hair is a bit white if you notice it. Meanwh

he explained. "Iero's right." Mahi said. They looked at him. "Hail’s hair was really white when we met him. So – " Mahi looked at Skye. " – how did his hair turn white?" he asked. "I...I, too." Blue said as he raised his hand. "I also met Hail when his hair is white." He said and looked at Skye. Skye looked at them, then sighed. "Sorry, but I don't know." He answered.

“Who else but the only man who is far cruel and always greedy for power? The Alpha of the Moon Hound Pack, Harry.” “Father?” I blurted it out subconsciously. His gaze landed on me almost immediately; his smirk returned into a frown. “I heard he had children, so we all called him the father Alpha just to… you know… show how old he is.” I tried to convince him. I held onto my glass cup, taking a shot down my throat afterwards. “He’s quite old.” Ryu began to laugh. I joined in but stopped when his face came back stern and the danger signals began to ring in my head.

No wonder she was soaked. ‘Lana!’ There’s no denying the man’s voice and she steps out into the courtyard towards the noise. ‘I’m here!,’ she calls softly and he spins. He’s taller than most men I’ve met. His long red hair pulled into a knot at the back of his head. Kill him! Kilak is being unreasonable, but I can’t help the possessive surge I feel as the red-haired giant's expression relaxes at the sight of her. He looks like a descendant from the Northmen in Boren. I wonder if any of my contacts know him.