Remember Me [Kuroko No Basuke Love Story]

Chapter 1: Lucky

A/N: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke and the pictures I've posted. The storyline, however, is mine. Please don't steal my ideas and claim them as your own. 

You nervously clutched your backpack, waiting for the car to come to a complete stop. A new school in a foreign country. Foreign to you at least since you had no memory of the place. "Have a good day Miss." Manuel bid you as he held the door open for you. You gave him a nod acting all tough and cool, telling him that everything was alright so he may take his leave. He smiled at you gently, his eyes crinkled on the sides. He extended a hand and handed you a traditional Japanese charm and pat your shoulder lightly. Manuel whose been with you since you were born and has been a father figure, butler and counselor knew you all too well. He knew that beneath your tough exterior lies a gentle and innocent child.

"Thank you." You muttered, embarrassed.

"Do well, miss [first-name]" he told you, getting inside the car again and drove off.

You swallowed hard staring at your new school, the words "Shutokou High School" written in silver plating hang proudly on the entrance gates. You walked briskly with your head held high. Acting calm and collected was one of your special skills. Although deep inside you were cowering, you still managed to put on a tough front. You continued walking through the corridors with much pride earning a good crowd turning your way.

'Darn it, where is it?' You mentally asked yourself, looking around as nonchalantly as you could.

You were lost and you knew it. You could always ask for directions but is to stubborn to do so. Sighing in defeat, you sat on the top of a staircase leading to the second floor. You pulled out your phone from you pocket to check the time "9:30" it read on the screen. you gave out a heavy sigh, first day of school and you were already late.

"Excuse me."

You literally jumped off from your seat as you became aware of the presence of another. Stacks of paper scattered around the area as you clashed with someone. "S-sorry!" You cried out realizing that it was your fault. You helped pick up the pieces of paper and miserably growl under your breath. Things aren't just going your way. After you've collected everything, you handed them back.

"Again, I'm really sorry. W-well you shouldn't have startled me in the first place!" You apologized half-heartedly, embarrassed that you were such a klutz.

"Hmph. Then mind where you're-" the boy stopped midway. His emerald eyes widened in disbelief as if he's seen a ghost. "[First-name]?" He muttered.

"Huh?" You gasped. "H-how did you know my name?!" You pointed an accusing finger at him, concluding that he was a stalker of some sort.

He looked at you, suprised by your sudden outburst. He felt his heart sank. You didn't remember him. Midorima held his head down, speculating that the rumors were true. 'She doesn't remember anything... she doesn't remember me.'

"I.. I... am a fan of your work." He stuttered, making up an excuse.

You felt your face heat up. 'What the hell did I just do?! He was just a fan!' You mentally scolded yourself.

"O-oh.." you scratched the side of your cheek with a finger "T-thank you."

To make things clearer, you were not just a piano-playing type of girl. Heck you were a prodigy and has launched numerous albums and perfomed on-stage concerts around the world way back in middle school. You were at the height of your career when the 'accident' happened.

"Umm... I'm already running late so it was nice to meet you." you tried to escape.

"Midorima. Shintarou."