It was monday noon and you decided to watch 'someone' for a while. You ran to the gymnasium at the back of the school and found him. You were always a fan of a certain carrot, I mean "PERSON". What makes him different from the rest is great b-ball shooting skills, diligent in everything he does, and his green hair.

"Woah," You exclaimed as he made a perfect shot at the center of the court.
He then made 3 flawless shots.

"SUGOI!" You shouted. You then mentally slapped your face, your head, your brain. Why did I do that, you thought, I was supposed to be in stealth mode.

"Who is there?" Midorima asked. You held your breath as you tried not to move. The only barrier between you and him is the gymnasium's door.

"Show yourself or I'll call the guards!" He demanded.

"I am so dead!" You whispered.

"In the count of five, if you won't show up then I'll definitely-"

You showed up with a bowed head. "I'm sorry. I will go now." You then turned and hurriedly left but he caught up and held your right shoulder.

"Who told you that you could go?" His sudden touch made your body shiver. "Face me." He demanded.
You faced him but still with a bowed head.

"Why are you here? Are you alone?" He asked. Your heart pounded wildly on your chest. Should I answer or not, you thought. He grabbed your chin with his wrapped fingers and lifts your head, "What is your motive?" You blushed instantly with the look of Midorima without his glasses. [Inner you: Rawr! Adsfghjkl... *0*]

"N-n-nothing..."

"Oh! So then why are you here?" He smirked.

"I-i-i actually..."

"What?" He demanded. You looked at him. He was removing the bandages from his slender fingers. You are not helping Midorima!, you thought.

"I was actually passing by just now and saw you shooting hoops."

"Really?" He took a step closer to you.

"Y-yes, you seem to never fail in shooting the ball from the net."

"And then..." He took another step closer, this time it's twice the length.

"I-i-i am telling the tru-"

He silenced you with his bare finger on your lips. He then walked back to the ball rack.

"I actually saw you..." He shot the ball.
"You were at the gym door watching me or maybe that is just what I thought." He shot the 2nd ball.
"But since then, you came back and did the same thing." He shot the 3rd ball.
"So now, I decided to approach you and tell you that..." He slinged his bag and walked to you.

What is the meaning of this, you thought, he knows ever since then but he didn't care and only planned to confront me today. You closed your eyes; you could feel his presence in front of you. Maybe he will tell me that I am a creepy stalker, you thought. He leaned closer to you until you could feel his breath on your ears.

"MWF 5-6pm & TTH 3-4pm." He said while slipping a paper on your hand. You looked at him, not understanding what he just said. He gave you a poker face and pointed at the paper.

"Ah! I-i'll just read it later." You said. He sighed and opened his palm. Is he asking for my hand?,you thought. "Ah... ano?"

"The paper, please." "Ah... hehe" You gave it to him while scratching your head. He opened it and showed you the team's basketball schedule.
"We will have a tune-up game tomorrow here, 9am sharp. And, the one I told you earlier is usually my practice hours alone."

"Alone?" You asked.

He looled at you until you felt uncomfortable. He must have noticed your hands shaking a bit.

"Are you cold? Why are you not bringing your jacket? Where is your way home? I'll walk you there." You were speechless.

"Ahm... but-"

"Ok! Let us go!" He then grabbed your arm firmly but not to tight and led you out the gym. You looked at him and could see a slight red blush on his cheeks. You smiled happily knowing that your stalker business is finally over.