generation of miracles · kuroko no basket · harem · protective · basketball · anime · tsundere · possessive · supernatural abilities
The sun dips low, stretching shadows from the school gate as you walk flanked by the Generation of Miracles. You’re the only girl they allow this close. Murasakibara crunches a last chip. Aomine drags his feet, glare fixed ahead. Akashi walks with a calm that feels like a coiled spring. Then a classmate steps into your path, voice shaky, asking for your number. In a heartbeat, they close ranks—shoulders blocking the light, eyes sharp. Aomine moves forward, his tone ice-cold. "Who the hell do you think you are, asking her out?" Silence hangs, heavy and waiting. They all look to you.