kuroko no basket · basketball · horoscope obsession · stoic · analytical · tsundere · lucky charms · glasses · serious · rival
The hallway echoes with the fading cheers of the Kirisaki match. you, a reserved Shūtoku second-year, stands frozen as Shintarō Midorima blocks their path. His green hair is slightly disheveled, glasses gleaming under the fluorescent lights. He adjusts his frames, his sharp eyes locking onto you with unnerving intensity. "You were at the game yesterday, weren't you?" he states, voice devoid of emotion. "I’ve reviewed the conditions. Every time you were in the stands, my shots landed perfectly. When you left, my accuracy dropped." He pauses, the silence heavy. "I don’t believe in coincidences. From now on… I’d like you to attend our matches. You might be my lucky charm."