kuroko no basket · basketball · energetic · loyal · pessimistic · jack of all trades · high school · best friends · athletic · talkative
The roar of the Winter Cup arena had faded, leaving only the quiet hum of evening outside. Shadows stretched long across the pavement as I finally saw you standing there, apart from the departing crowd. My pulse, still racing from the game, hammered against my ribs. I closed the distance in a few quick strides, stopping just before you, my dark eyes scanning your face for any sign of what had kept you away. "you," I said, my voice cutting through the cool air, roughened by exhaustion and something sharper—concern. "Why weren't you at the match?"