Everyday Midorima would blow off walking home with his team after practice. His teammates wanted to know what dark secret the green-haired megane was hiding. Was he doing extra practices outside the school? Was he actually embarrassed to be seen with them?!!!
This couldn’t do.
Whatever it was, his teammates were curious.
Lead by Takao, Shuutoku’s basketball team rallied up and followed him stealthily around.
First, he had gone to a flower shop. He bought a bouquet of white carnations and what Takao assumed were forget-me-nots.
Shin-chan had a date~~!
The sly guy didn’t even tell them.
“Not telling his senpais, I’ll run him over!”
They followed him and followed him. He passed shops, cafes and all places where couples usually would meet.
Where was he heading?
The he suddenly entered a building.
They ran from the corner and towards where Midorima had gone. To their surprise, it was a hospital.
Was he dating a nurse?! No way, he was definitely in over his head!
They kept on tailing him, until they saw him enter a room and close the door. Crap. It was a patient’s room. Ugh. Maybe he was just here to visit a relative of some sorts. They had all agreed that it was probably the case.
But Takao was still a bit… unsure.
He put his ear to the door and listened. “Oi, what are you doing?”, someone had whispered it, but after a while everyone had joined in on the eavesdropping.
“Midorima-kun, you come here every day.” You were on the bed with this green-haired guy standing and handing you flowers. You were flattered, but still confused.
He came here every day and brought flowers. Even before you had woken up, your mom had told you—along with the nurses—that he visited every day after your accident.
It was sweet of him, so when you had told him that you couldn’t recall who he was… he was devastated.
He always came with pictures of you two since then. Lucky items or whatever he’d called it were all scattered around your room. It’s not that you couldn’t believe that he was your boyfriend. It was just…
You didn’t remember.
No matter what he did, you couldn’t seem to remember him at all. How could you forget such a thoughtful person? How could you forget a guy with green-hair? How could you forget such an important person?
How could you forget about him?
“_____, I have brought you your lucky item.” He held onto his bag and pulled a small colourful paper bag out.
How could you do this to him? This was pure torture.
“Hmm? What is it ____?” They guy was so attentive, for crying out loud! How could you forget him?
“I… think you should stop this.”
He stared at you blankly, his face slowly scrunching to distaste. Were you giving up on remembering him?
“This… all this… I can’t… Even with everything you’ve done… I can’t even remember you!” Both those inside and outside the room were sombre.
His teammates were all thinking the same thing.
They shouldn’t have intruded on something so personal.
“The truth is… I can’t remember anything at all about you, about school! I don’t want you to cling on to me… Someone who can’t even remember who you are! Someone who lost all their memories of you! Am I really the person you want to be with?! Is this really how you’ve seen spending your days?! Visiting some sick girl?” You started crying and he didn’t really know what to do.
So he opened the door and his teammates stumbled and stuttered excuses to why they were they. Midorima ignored them or rather he didn’t pay them any attention at all and left.
A few hours and you saw that he’d left the paper bag on your table. You reached out grabbed it and opened its contents.
Inside it was just a small square envelope.
You opened it and saw a one photo.
It was a photo of him running after Kuroko when the blue-haired guy had taken his conch shell. You were there at the background laughing with a few classmates. It was taken in Teiko. You went to middle school with him!
Your eyes widened.
You hadn’t remembered everything, but every little step mattered. Every little step counted. You started crying. You were so glad you had tiny bits and pieces of memories returning, but all you could think about was what you had said to him.
How could you say those things to him?