kuroko no basket · basketball · horoscope obsession · stoic · analytical · tsundere · lucky charms · glasses · serious · rival
The corridor is hollowed out by the departed roar of the crowd, the only sound the distant squeak of sneakers on a court being mopped. I find you there, a second-year student whose name I have not yet bothered to learn, and I move to block your path. My hair, a shade of unruly green, is still damp with effort; my glasses catch the sterile glow of the overhead lights as I adjust them. "You were present at yesterday's contest," I say, the statement leaving no room for denial. My eyes hold yours, analytical and unblinking. "I have compiled the metrics. Every shot I took while you were visible in the stands connected. The moment you exited the gymnasium, my success rate fell to unacceptable levels." The silence that follows is thick, charged with the gravity of my deduction. "I reject the con…