Another Kind Of Ghost ~ A KnB Fanfic

One: Koneko

I walk through the town. It's really nice here. Tokyo is much less scary than my home in New York. I was always wanting to come here, to this country, to this city, to this society. I was always pretty weird, particularly before in was granted acceptance to my high school, I was really interested in Japanese basketball. I heard that it was much more exclusive. So I did some research.

I was amazed when I found out that Japan had such amazing basketball prodegies. I looked into pro-basketball first then went to college level, high school level and middle school level. That's where I came across an article in a magazine about Teiko middle school. I read about all of the regulars on Teiko's team, known as "The Generation of Miracles". They seemed truly amazing!

I looked up to them, envied them. They were amazingly talented! I was astounded particularly by the member who specialised in a skill I lacked, three pointers; that member is of course, Midorima Shintaro.

I still get embarrassed at how fangirly I was when I watched Teiko win a national title right before the Generation of Miracles graduated. But I was lucky. Really lucky. I ran into them after the game and lightheartedly challenged Aomine Daiki, the ace, to a one on one. That was when the green haired boy asked me of my star sign. Apparently Scorpios had good luck on that day.

I still lost at the one on one, even though Aomine went at me half assed. I caught him off guard with my simple shots and higher level dribbling.

I stop at a traffic light, needing to cross the street when a blur of green crosses my field of vision. My eyes light up and I move away from the road. I rush to where he is, stood outside a convenience store while a black haired guy ties his shoes. They are dressed in black gakurans. Do they go to a school nearby?

"Excuse me?" I say once I'm in earshot. "Are you Midorima Shintaro-kun of the Generation of Miracles?"

The bespectacled boy with taped fingers nods his head once.

"That's so cool!" I exclaim, despite being aware of who he is and his statistics on shooting.

"What's your name?" The dark haired guy with beady eyes asks, intrigued by someone who appears to be foreign.

"I'm Koneko Ryoko. Nice to meet you." However I'm staring at Midorima.

"Heh, you'be made Mr Tsundere Shin-chan all flustered, Koneko-san!" The other guy says.

"Have we...met before, Koneko-san?" I am asked.

Dammit! He remembered! Abort! Abort!

"Yeah...I'm the girl that Aomine-kun played one on one." I hang my head. "I play basketball at my school, but I need some help, would you consider teaching me to shoot jump shots and three pointers?"

"I can't." Rejected. Brilliant.

"Oh! Okay! I'm glad I could see you again, Midorima-kun! I always looked up to you the most!" I fake a smile. "Bye!"

Dammit, I knew I shouldn't have asked! I'm an idiot! An idiot!

I sigh sadly, making my way toward home. Maybe I'll be able to video chat with my friends from home tonight! I haven't spoken to them since they started high school. Maybe I should leave them. I'm sure that if they missed me, they would video call me.

I keep my head down and make my way to my home, depressed that I couldn't learn from my shooting idol.