Feet tapping against the floor, pencil shaking between your fidgeting fingers. Seconds tick away, and your heart races with anticipation. 'One minute... fifty seconds... thirty seconds...'
The clock inches closer to the twelve, and your hopes are soon answered by the ringing bell. The teacher begins to stack their materials together with a heavy drone, "That's all for today. You're dismissed."
The classroom's noise escalates with relief, and you aren't an exception as you messily stuff your bag to leave.
"See you guys later," you call out to your classmates. The majority of them answer with a goodbye, but it's just noise to your ears. Without a moment to waste, you begin to make your way to the club room.
"Hey, [Name]. You have the application forms of the new recruits?" someone says from down the hallway.
You already have one foot on the stairs as you turn your head. Seeing the familiar raven-haired male, you send them a smirk. "Shuzo, yeah of course. What else would you expect?"
He shares your expression, "Can't have you slacking off so early. You're a second string manager now... Are you heading straight there?"
"No, I'm going to the clubroom first to clean. I'll catch you later at the gym."
He waves his hand to dismiss you, and you both go your separate ways.
You continue your descent, traveling down the hall and towards the bathroom for a quick change. Once you're dressed in your school jersey, you make your way to the club room without a minute to waste.
When you open the door, your enthusiasm deflates upon seeing a particular someone. "Ah, captain," you mumble.
A pair of naturally scowling eyes zeroes in on you. He stands almost a feet taller than you with brown spiked hair and a toned body. "You never gave me an answer," he speaks up, "and I was hoping you can give me one now."
It's apparent on your face how mortified you are. You desperately tried to forget about the Spring Festival two weeks ago, where the third years retired and the second years took over. It was a happy memory until you were called out by the current captain, Minato.
His confession was a weird mixture of shyness and arrogance. He was blushing yet stating how you were his ideal girl and he'd be ideal for you too. As if you took your reputation in high regards.
"Let me think about it," was your response before you ran to the safety of your friends. You thought he got the message, yet here you are, cornered and sourly mistaken.
"Ah, yes. I just want to focus on being a good manager," you explain, "and you should focus on basketball and being a great captain."
He scratches the back of his head in thought. "So it's a no?" He sounds deservedly disappointed.
"Kind of?... It's not you." Just seeing his expression waver has you feeling some sort of regret. Yes, he might have been cocky when asking you out, but he isn't a bad guy. That much you've seen during your time in the basketball club.
"So we can wait?" His voice is paved over with hope. "Until the end of the year."
"Sure," you agree, hoping that by then he would be gone before receiving your true answer.
His good mood is instantly revived, and he attempts to pull you into a hug. Your body freezes at his advance, but it's the sound of someone clearing their throat that stops him from continuing.
You both glance to the side and spot a blue-haired boy standing there. He notices your undivided attention and decides to speak, "Excuse me. I must change."
Goosebumps form on your arms as you're about to let out a scream, but Minato reacts far quicker. "WOAH! How long have you been here, kid?"
The boy's stare is solely on you, and it's then you recognize his face. "Ah, you're from class 1-B!" You are met with silence and you shift around with embarrassment. "You might not remember though..."
"I remember you."
"I'm [Name]," you introduce yourself with a breath of relief.
"Oh." He continues to stare at you. "I'm Kuroko Tetsuya."
You can't help but think how adorable his hollow stare is. "Nice to meet you."
The captain clears his throat, having long been forgotten. "There's practice, I should get going."
You watch him go in an awkward fashion and then turn to Kuroko. "You must be new." He nods slowly. "First years are in another club room, two doors down from here."
"Thank you, senpai."
"Hurry up or they'll start without you," you warn with a smile.
You're not aware of what your smile does to him as he lowers his head and nods. "Thank you."
With that low whisper, he's gone and out of sight. You're left there in wonder until you realize the time. "Ah, gotta clean!"
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Just a Fairytale [Kuroko Tetsuya x Reader x Nijimura Shuzo]{KnB}
FanfictionSome would say that his love was ridiculous. You, a girl way out of his league couldn't possibly reciprocate those feelings he had. However, Kuroko had a history with surpassing all expectations of him. And surpass he will. This story will follow th...