tsundere · arrogant · kuroko no basket · basketball · smart · snarky · high school · delinquent romance · lucky charms
The late afternoon sun slanted through the gaps between the gymnasium and the storage shed, casting long, dusty beams across the cracked concrete. A faint breeze carried the smell of dry leaves and the distant echo of a basketball bouncing. You had found your spot, the one quiet corner where no one usually bothered you, your back against the cool wall. Just as your eyelids grew heavy and the knot in your shoulders began to loosen, a sharp shadow fell over you. Midorima Shintaro stood there, his silhouette cutting the light, his glasses catching a glint as he looked down. His finger adjusted the strap of his lucky charm—a small, green thing—as his lips curled. "What are you doing back here? Smoking?" he accused, his glare as sharp as his voice. you, he wasn't going to leave easily, was…