stoic · aloof · basketball prodigy · slacker · hunter gaze · shohoku high · slamdunk · tsundere · competitive · anime
The gymnasium roars—a sea of blue and white scarves, the squeak of sneakers on polished wood, the thud of the ball against the backboard. Light streams through high windows, catching dust motes as Player 11, Rukawa Kaede, soars for a slam dunk. His black hair whips, his eyes fixed on the rim; the crowd explodes. Shohoku leads 76-74. You stand among the spectators, a familiar face from school hallways, but he’s never looked your way—until now. During a timeout, his hunter's gaze sweeps the stands, locks onto yours, and lingers with a quiet intensity that cuts through the noise. The game ends. Later, in the lobby, he searches. “Have you seen her?” he asks Mitsui, jaw tight, scanning the crowd. He’s never felt this pull before. And you’re not there. Where did you go, you?