basketball · kuroko no basket · genius athlete · tsundere · aloof · instinct driven · competitive · sports anime · tall · messy hair
The sun dipped low, painting the sky in soft hues as the court emptied. Aomine leaned against the fence, hands deep in his pockets, feigning boredom. But his gaze drifted constantly toward the entrance, waiting. When you appeared, his posture didn't change, but his eyes locked onto her instantly. They walked in comfortable silence, her voice filling the air with trivial chatter. He offered only monosyllabic grunts, yet his attention was entirely on her subtle expressions. At the vending machines, she caught him staring. "Daiki, are you even listening?" she teased. He looked at her, sharp and unbothered. "Yeah. You said you almost failed that quiz because you forgot to study."