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as you continued laughing while speaking to Hayakawa. Your hand laid gently on
his shoulder as you giggled.
“Hey, doesn’t it seem weird that (l/n)-san has been talking
to Mitsuhiro-cchi so much lately?” Kise asked, elbowing Kasamatsu in his side.
He frowned, narrowing his eyes at the insinuation.
“I asked her yesterday if she likes anyone and she was
giggling madly while looking at Mitsuhiro-cchi,” Kise continued.
“Why would she like him? He is a loud mouthed idiot,”
Kasamatsu murmured under his breath.
“(l/n)-san, do you like Mitsuhuro-cchi?” Kise shouted across
You immediately flushed at the loud voice, eyes blinking
widely at what he has said.
“Uh… I…” you stuttered.
Meanwhile, Hayakawa has also turned red and was saying
shouting something illegible. Kasamatsu clenched his fist and kicked at Kise’s
head without hesitation.
“Shut up, you idiot!”
“What are you doing?”
Imayoshi asked, sitting down beside you without hesitation.
You smiled up at him.
“I am writing a letter.”
“A letter huh? For who?”
“Uh…” you flushed at the question, which made Imayoshi more
“Is it a love letter?”
You turned even redder, biting your lips.
“Who is it meant for?” Imayoshi pressed.
“If I tell you, do you promise not to tell anyone else?” you
He nodded, a sly twinkle in his eyes.
“I… I like Sakurai-san,” you confessed.
He froze at the words, blinking for a moment to take it all
“Are you serious?” he frowned.
You nodded dreamily.
“He is really cute and polite. I…”
“He is an apologetic mushroom,” Imayoshi interrupted.
“He is just really polite!” you defended him.
Imayoshi narrowed his eyes as a hot burst of jealousy warmed
through him and he sat back in the chair while you wrote the letter, internally
comparing himself to Sakurai.
Kiyoshi perked up
when he saw you enter the gym and was about to call out your name when he realized
that you were headed in a straight line for Kuroko. As he watched curiously,
you began blushing when you reached him. Could it be possible that you liked
the blue haired phantom? Inching closer slyly, he made sure he was in an
appropriate hearing distance.
“Hi, Kuroko-san,” you greeted.
“(l/n)-san,” he replied stoically.
Kiyoshi frowned at the interaction and with a burst of
courage, walked up to the both of you. Using his wide hand, he pressed down on
Kuroko’s head not so gently and grinned down at you.
“Hello, (l/n)-san, what brings you here?” he asked.
“Ow, that hurts senpai,” Kuroko struggled to look up at him.
“Uh, I… Nothing. I just came to look around,” you stuttered.
“Did you come here to see Kuroko?” Izuki suddenly popped up.
You turned completely red at the question and stumbled back.
Kiyoshi pressed his other hand down on Izuki’s head.
“Okay, everyone, let’s have a practice match! Seniors
against the juniors,” Kiyoshi suddenly announced.
Everyone looked at him in shock before nodding, getting into
“Please excuse us,” Kiyoshi said and you nodded furiously,
quickly joining Riko at the bench.
Frowning, he promised to completely thrash Kuroko for even
stealing your attention.
Takao was turning
the corner when he spotted you peeking into the gym.
“Eh, (l/n)-san? What are you doing here?” he asked, walking
up to you.
You immediately backed away from the doors, an awkward grin
on your face.
“Who are you looking for?”
“I… I was looking for Midorima-san,” you confessed, a flush
stealing across your face.
“Shin-chan? Why are you looking for him?” he probed, looking
down at you.
You avoided his glance and began shifting in your spot.
“You like Shin-chan? No way! You are supposed to like me!”
You looked up at him in amusement as he began pouting about
how Midorima was a tsundere. In the end, he poked his head into the gym and
quickly shouted “Shin-chan is an idiot!”
“(l/n)-san, why are you here?” Himuro asked when he spotted you sitting in the gym alone.
“Oh, I was just… waiting for a chance to talk to the
captain,” you replied and Himuro looked back to Okamura who was currently
dunking a ball.
“The captain? Why do you want to talk to him? Are you
interested in him?” he asked without hesitation.
Your eyes immediately went wide.
“Is it that obvious?”
A warm roll of jealousy rolled through him as he looked at
“Why would you like Okamura-senpai? He has an ugly hairstyle.”
You raised a hand to your mouth as you giggled.
“I like his kind nature. He is also very hardworking.”
With a huff, Himuro stood up and went over to Okamura.
“Okamura-senpai, let’s have a match,” he stated.
The burly captain barely had time to even react before
Himuro shot a perfect mirage shot in succession. He took a glance at you to
make sure you noticed before walking off, complaining internally that he was
cooler than Okamura in all ways.