I walked away, I had thought I could do it. I thought maybe I could finally beat him and earn his respect, but I guess I over estimated myself. So he won, like usual. "Kuroko… How did you beat him?" Tears started streaming down my face as I slumped down on a familiar park bench. I wail and sobbed as I realized the years of effort went down the drain. I found the one sport I couldn't be the best at… and the one heart I couldn't win. I thought to myself, 'maybe I wasn't meant to be the best… maybe Kuroko is the one for him.' I love Aomine with all my being, its too bad its not vice-versa. He doesn't even respect me, I couldn't even enter the zone. He destroyed me as soon as he entered it. I had no chance, he was too strong. I am the weakest member of the generation of miracles, even Kuroko bested therefor as always, I will watch, from the sidelines, wishing I could have him. Maybe… I'm the 6th phantom member of the generation of miracles.