Hey everyone! This is the first story I'll be writing! So I hope you'll forgive me if I make any grammar mistakes, and please, point out any mistakes I make, I'll try my best to improve! And I DO NOT OWN any characters from Kuroko no Basuke, neither do I own the display picture for this story, they belong to their rightful owner! ;u ;


Where am I?

Darkness. Darkness everywhere. Screeching sounds of car tires. Fragments of shattered glass.

Mom? Dad?

A lonely girl left alone in the darkness, engulfed within horror.

No. NO. Somebody, help me.

Before her brain could process what was happening, she's already lying awake in bed, panting as drops of sweat trickle down her forehead. No, not again.

That horrible incident she's been trying desperately to forget, is deeply carved into her mind, forcing her to live each day of her life with grief and sadness.

It's the same routine everyday. Waking up from tragic nightmares about her past, dragging herself to school then returning to her empty house. That's the daily life routine. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Mom, Dad? I'm off."

Silence.

She smiled. All the is are two black and white portraits of a middle aged man and woman hung up on the walls of her living room, smiling ever so peacefully at her. They look so peaceful and happy it pains her. If only they were still here, if only.


"Psst, hey. Look. It's that first year, Yuu-something, I heard her parents died a few months ago or something."

"She's odd. Look at her, she looks like a hobo."

"Woah, hey. Be careful. Don't wanna go catching her disease now would you?"

Shizumori Yuuya, just a plain 16 year old, first year in Seirin High School. Just like what people say about her, she's straight up weird. No one truly knew what kind of person's hiding behind the thick framed glasses. Glasses. That's the borderline, isolating her from the rest of the world, she thought she'd feel safer that way.

She ignored the constant bickering and snickers coming from her fellow schoolmates as she makes her way to her seat, at the corner of the classroom. Alone, isolated from everyone. She doesn't need friends, that's her mindset. It's always been like that since she was a child.

What have I ever done wrong?

She had friends, but they'd distance themselves from her after finding out about her weird habits. Other people would entertain themselves with stuffed toys, but she'd collect bugs. She'd constantly fluctuate the tone and pitch of her voice or even starting conversations with an inanimate object.

No one wanted to hang around her, the other kids would just leave her out of the group or just look at her in disgust, like she's merely nothing but trash. It hurt her feelings, it really did but she'd try her best to put up a strong front when her parents asked how her day went at pre-school.

She'll just end up telling them it's wonderful, that she made plenty of friends and her parents would kiss her on the forehead and tell her how lovable she is.

But as time pass, they'd still find out about it, just like how paper can't contain fire. Yuuya sat alone on the swing as she watched the other kids chase each other around the park. Just as she was about to cry, a familiar voice called out to her from behind,

"Yuu-chan?"

She turned around, only to find two familiar figures standing behind her.

Mama? Papa?

They stood there, staring back at their own child, eyes content with sadness. Just then, her mother squatted down and held her hand.

"Come play with mama and papa, okay? Mama and papa will be your friend. No more putting up strong fronts, no more lying. Okay?"

Her mother brushed Yuuya's fringe to the side as she pulls her in for a hug. Why didn't she notice? How could she not have noticed the fact that her own baby girl was in so much pain?

She noticed. She noticed there were tears flickering in her mother's eyes. Yuuya desperately tried to hold back her tears. She shan't cry. She'll not let her parents worry about her. She won't. She-

"Yuu-chan, papa and mama loves you, you know that don't you? So don't worry. Everything's alright now."

Mama, Papa.

Her face now drenched with tears. The pain she's been keeping deep within her heart, now released. Their love is all she has, it's all she needs. Nothing else matters anymore.


"Ah!"

She snapped out of her daydream as she felt something hit her on the head, what happened? All she could hear were laughter.

What's this?She reached up to feel her hair, only to find something sticky stuck in it.

Chewing gum? No, it can't be! It's stuck!

Insults immediately comes shooting at her as she desperately tries to pull the gum out of her hair.

"Aw, someone couldn't chew their gum properly."

"Hey don't say that! Gonna cry for your mama and papa? Oh wait, you don't have any."

"Boohoo, what a sad, disgusting orphan."

Ignore them. As long as I ignore them they'll stop.

She lowers her head, hiding her face from everyone as she takes out a pair of scissors and slowly cut the gum out from her fringe. Her vision suddenly blurred. No. I can't cry. It's not worth it. It's not-

"Shut your pie hole." A sudden irritated tone of voice emerged beside her. Who was that? It doesn't look like anyone in the class said that. The class stayed silent for a moment but the insults still went on. No, there wasn't any voice. How could there be?

THUMP!

She jumped in fright as she heard a loud noise coming from beside her. She looked to her side, only to find a tall figure standing beside her. Just who is that?

"If I hear another goddamn insult coming from either one of you, I'll crush you." The tall figure held an empty can in between his index finger and his thumb as he proceeds to crush is.

He crushed it?! How's that possible? No, she's pretty sure her mind's playing tricks on her, again. But the classroom's completely silent, not a single person dared breathe. It's odd for someone to defend her, this isn't right. After all, she's indeed just a "disgusting orphan" to everybody.

"Hey."

The tall figure turned around and she could see 'it' clearly now. He's a guy, a tall redhead, with black highlights around the ends of his hair. And the weirdest part about him is his eyebrows, 'bunny apples' is how she'd describe it. The ends of his eyebrows are split into two sections, indeed just like what a bunny apple would look like and one thing's for sure, his face intimidates her.