Just a Fairytale [Kuroko Tetsuya x Reader x Nijimura Shuzo]{KnB}

[M.13]Middle School: Diary Entry Thirteen

Your gaze is wide with awe. Upon seeing Kuroko enter the first string gym, you feel as if a miracle has happened. After more than a year of practicing, he's finally made it to the first string gym.

You watch as Akashi strides up to Nijimura with Kuroko in tow, and the look on the blue-haired boy's face says it all: he's ready to be a part of something bigger. Once they make it to Nijimura, you notice your best friend do a double-take before acknowledging Kuroko.

To get a better view, you trot over to them as they converse with the assistant coach. You're clutching your clipboard, anxiously waiting for your eyes to meet his. And when they do, you smile brightly and give him a short wave. His face bleeds different shades of red before returning to its usual pigment.

When he finishes his conversation, he diligently walks over to greet you, "Hello."

"So you're finally here," you hum with delight.

Whispers surround the both of you, many of which you can hear. '[Name]-senpai is actually talking to someone?' 'Is she talking to herself?' 'What's happening over there?'

It rattles your nerves and hesitation creeps up your spine. "Umm good luck. I'll be cheering you on."

Kuroko nods his head and returns to the coach. As he readies himself, Nijimura travels to your side to watch. "So this is the kid you were talking about. He looks harmless, not sure if he'll be a good player though."

You send him a glare. "He's a very good player! Akashi recognized him, didn't he?"

"...Hn."

There's an odd look on his face, and after having known him for so long, you can tell that something was up. "Shuzo?"

"I'll talk to you about it later." He knows he can't hide things from you, but it's his way of buying time. "Let's just focus on this new member."

You find it difficult to do so as throughout practice your eyes stay glued to Nijimura's silhouette. There's concern etched in your expression, and the only ones who notice your stare on him are those powder blue optics.