So this is life?

Chapter 5

I took a deep breath and finally looked at his cold eyes.

"We need to talk"
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I had some time to finally think about life, basketball, the team, and Aomine-kun.

For the past three years since I've been in the basketball club, I've learned something; sometimes, you have to let go on the things you love, and I've already made my decision to let go.

This week we had the summer finals... we won, of course.

Ogiwara-kun kept his promise; I didn't, though. During our first match, I got hurt pretty bad and because of this, I couldn't play the rest of the match. Our next match was against Meiko, Ogiwara-kuns' team.

I didn't watch it, but I caught half of the final round.

..... we won, but I don't see it as victory. There was no victory in that match.

But what is victory? Even I don't know anymore.

I was useless to the team, and they knew I had no more moves left. I was a trump card, a shadow, nothing else.

Before we left, another basketball team entered the stadium getting ready for a match. I then noticed that one of the players dropped his wallet. Momoi-san and I decided to bring it to him.

Once entering the stadium, I stared at the team. So much potential, teamwork, happiness, and love for each other and for the sport they loved.

I smiled. I missed being like that. The way they played, it didn't lack anything. They all looked like they enjoyed basketball.

This team... this IS a team. Seirin High... I want to be on a team like that.

  After our match with Meiko, I started  to have emotions that I rarely have; depression, anger, both.

I started having regrets joining the basketball club. Maybe if I had not joined, maybe I wouldn't have felt like this, maybe I wouldn't have lost my friend, maybe I wouldn't have hated basketball.

Yea, maybe.

There is, however, one thing I do not regret; I don't regret meeting Aomine-kun, and I will never regret that because if it were not for him, I wouldn't have the confidence to even play basketball.

But now that's in the past, and I've already come to one conclusion

I hate basketball.

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"Here," I handed the envelope and my jersey to the head coach. "This is my jersey and my letter of registration from the basketball club."

"Huh, you're quitting?"

"I'm sorry."

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"I see you've received my text."

"You know, this is very unexpected of you." He yawned. "What do you want, Tetsu?"

"Aomine-kun," I couldn't look at him. If I looked at him, I was pretty sure I'd start to cry.

It was because I loved him. No matter what he did, what he said, whether I was mad at him or not, he'd always pull me back to him. He was my light, and I was his shadow.

I took a deep breath and finally looked at his cold eyes.

"We need to talk."

He stared back at me, giving me his attention.

"After three years of knowing you Aomine-kun, I never thought I'd get this far in basketball."

"Get to the point." He groaned.