Fate and Destiny [Akashi x Kuroko / Kuroko no Basket]

Chapter Two

Notes: Please look up for Silver Sky - Nano in YouTube before you start reading, it will be the accompanying song in this chapter

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Up until graduation day, he never succeeded in finding the owner of the blue muffler that has kept him warm on that snowy night. Never in his life has he found such sincerity in anyone's touch; all he can remember from that evening was a vivid beautiful soft blue locks. He came to a conclusion that the pianist who was playing the grand piano in the second music room could be the very same person who has given up her muffler for him.

He even went as far as hacking into the students' profiles in the school locked database to find a certain female student with shoulder length blue locks, but even after all that work, it all came to nothing. No such student ever attended Teiko Private High School.

He wasn't sure of himself why he went as far as this to find the owner of the muffler. But maybe because…the only person that ever made him crave for such gentle touch was the person who owns the muffler.

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Was it love?

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He chuckled lightly at his silly thoughts as his hetero orbs focused on the white board at the front while the lecturer explained the subject for the morning class they were having. He fiddled with his blue pen in his fingers while resting his chin on his left palm.

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Impossible, no one would be brave enough to approach him. He was sure to make sure that he doesn't get close to anyone all these years.

So, who is she…?

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He sighed inwardly as the class finally ended for the day. Even his classmates kept a distance from him. Each time they spoke to him for an assignment, they would stutter. Not because he's the well-known Akashi Seijuro of the Generation of Miracles, a band that made a hit in the top 3 music charts after its first debut when they were in high school. But it was because he is the heir of the Akashi Corporation, a massive company that has business in hotels all around the globe.

It was to be expected. Here he is, attending a local university which commonly attended by lower classes of the society, Tokyo University of Arts. He never minded the society classes; to him, everyone is equal. His father once questioned him on his motives on attending such common university instead of studying abroad where he can easily be accepted into one of New York's prestigious universities. He couldn't remember what was his excuse for attending Tokyo University of Arts instead of attending taking business studies in New York University.