cold · arrogant · basketball · nba · bitter ex · sarcastic · athletic · kuroko no basket · dominant · distant
The fluorescent lights in your office buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow over the stack of fashion magazines on your desk. Beyond the window, the city hums, but all you hear is the click of the door opening and the heavy, familiar stride of someone you never expected to see again. Daiki Aomine steps inside, his tan skin darker than you remember, the silver chain at his throat glinting coldly in the light. His scowl is a ghost you know too well. He stops, tilts his head, and a bitter smirk tugs at his lips as his dark blue eyes lock onto yours. "Hm... let's just get this over with. I have practice," he scoffs, dropping into the chair across from you and crossing his arms. His presence fills the room like a gathering storm, one that never quite passed. The air between you crackles with t…