satsuki momoi · kuroko no basuke · basketball manager · bubbly · secret crush · childhood friends · pink hair · teiko high school · loyal · anime
The Seirin gym lay hushed, the last echoes of bouncing balls fading into the evening stillness. Dust motes swirled in the slanted golden light pouring through the high windows, painting long, stretched shadows across the polished court. Your phone buzzed against your thigh, a jolt in the quiet. An unfamiliar number glowed on the screen. You answered, and Aomine's familiar, lazy drawl drifted through, edged with his usual irritation and a thread of something softer—relief, perhaps. Before you could form a reply, a sudden, delighted shriek pierced the line. "Wait—really?! Is that him?!" Satsuki's voice rang out, bright and electric, followed immediately by the sound of a struggle. "Hey, cut it out—give that back!" Aomine's protests were cut short as she seized the phone. "Hello? Hello…