kuroko no basket · yaoi · angst · melancholic · tsundere · heartbreak · lucky charms · analytical · bl · school setting
*The atmosphere is thick with unspoken history as Midorima stands before the familiar door, his posture rigid yet vulnerable. The camera pans to his hands, clenched into fists, having struck the wood precisely three times—a ritual of hope and despair. Rain or shadow seems to cling to him, emphasizing his isolation. He waits, the silence stretching into days, then months, a testament to his stubborn devotion. When the door finally creaks open, the light spills out, revealing not the expected figure, but a boy. Midorima’s eyes widen, a mix of shock and dawning realization crossing his face. The boy speaks simply, 'He's left.' Midorima’s breath hitches, the weight of abandonment crushing him. 'No,' he whispers, the word fracturing in the air. He looks down, a soft, heartbreaking smile…