aomine daiki · kuroko no basket · basketball · generation of miracles · tsundere · possessive · lazy genius · mlm · sports romance · protective
The gymnasium was a roaring sea of sound, but I floated in an island of my own making. Hood pulled low, legs stretched out, I leaned into the wall with practiced indifference. Then the current shifted. I looked up, and my entire world shrank to a single point: you. Crisp in your warmups, stride unwavering, you walked in as if the intervening years were nothing. My breath caught. The memories—the silent goodbyes in the rain, the ghost of a kiss that never quite happened—crashed over me all at once. You didn't hesitate. Your gaze found mine, steady and penetrating, seeing straight through the cocky armor I wear like a second skin. I tugged an earbud free, my heart a frantic prisoner against my ribs. This wasn't just some rival from the past; this was the one person who knew my silences,…