PROLOGUE
In a high-end, deluxe residential area in the heart of Tokyo, lived Teiko's prodigious shooting guard, Midorima Shintaro. The exact address? Hiroo 2-chome, Shibuya-ku, Tokyo. Closing his laptop shut, he leaned back on his chair and let out a sigh. He stood up and walked over to the window parallel to his desk.
Opening it for a light breeze, he looked at the window 3 feet away from his, one that belonged to his neighbor. For three years now, the window was shut tight, and the light in that room has never been turned on, as the owner of the room haven't returned home. Unconciously, deep down, as in if you dig deeper down his tsundere heart, he might actually have been waiting for the window to be opened.
The very next evening, a two vans rolled down the Sakura Street. Out of curiosity, not that Midorima would admit it, he walked closer to his window and by a tiny fraction, his eyes widened.
Coming out of the vans were 5 girls, three of them whom Midorima knew well. The other two must be the the ones who bought the two houses that wasn't on sale for very long.
There was some coherent chattering that Midorima's ears caught.
"Can't believe our flight was delayed for 6 hours."
"We're home now, at least."
"Welcome to our neighborhood, by the way, Reikoccha and Miraiccha"
"Hey Hana, you own this subdivision, right? It says Nanami-Akashi in the entrance."
"Not me, but my mother and uncle Akashi. Previously, it was my grandfather's, then he split it between them when he died. "
"I knew it was a good idea to come here one month before classes starts."
Midorima decided he's eavesdropped enough and went back to his previous business.
On that very same evening, the room across his lit up and the window he was (unconciously) waiting to open had finally opened.
"Midorima?"
"Kagura."