Misaki had a basketball in hand and was shooting basket in, bored. Just as she was about to make another shot, the ball was snatched out of hand.
She turned to see who it was but didn't recognize him.
"You are..."
"It's been a long time, Misakicchi. Have you forgotten me?" The blonde said.
"Have we...met?" Misaki asked, slowly.
"Yes, Misakicchi, play one-on-one with me! If you win, I'll tell you my name." He stated.
She sighed. "Fine, I'm bored anyway."
The blonde stood a few feet away from me. Misaki dribbled the ball back and forth while jogging at a slow pace. Then, in a split second, she flew past him, dunking the ball.
Misaki breathed in. "So mind telling me your name now?"
"You're the same always but, I still can't believe you forgot about me!" He pouted.
"...Ok?"
"Yeah, I'm Kise! Remember me! Remember... what you did to all of us..." He suddenly said.
Misaki got irritated.
"You guys keep telling me to remember...but what am I suppose to remember?!" She shouted.
"I...can't tell you. You'll find out soon." Kise said, walking away quickly.
How will I find out soon? I don't understand..., Misaki thought, crouching down and hugging her knees.
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I suck at basketball scenes...just so you know.
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