*All Generations of Miracles (Kiseki no Sedai) members except for Akashi go to Tokyo High.

Kagami can jump, almost comic-like as Mario. The ground vibrates whenever he lands, and the spectators go wild. Damn, the ferocious look he has when he's chasing the ball is just like Aomine's. Aomine is more... what's the word... barbaric, though. Ah, I seem to have lost sight of Kuroko again. But I don't seem to be the only one because Kei's eyes flutter every time Kuroko reappears for a split second to pass the ball. His style is equally unnerving as his fellow mates.

The moment the whistle blows, indicating the end of the game, a pink haired girl calls,

"TETSU-KUUUUN!"

"Momoi-san, you came. This must mean Aomine-kun is here?"

"Oh yeah, he's here somewhere. Tetsu-kun, you were amazing today! I can't believe I missed the first half of the game but I bet you were doing just as well as the later half."

"Thank you. Oh, my apologies, this is Kei-san, Ryo-kun, and [-]-san," Kuroko introduces us as he swipes his sweat off his face. He must be tired.

Momoi eyes him concernedly but soon makes a cheerful smile and starts making conversation with us. She seems sweet and awfully in love with Kuroko. I could tell by the way she tries to make herself useful to him even while socializing; Kei has a nice rival.

Kei asks, "So, Momoi-san, how do you know Kuroko-kun?"

"Oh, I'm the manager of our basketball team. You go to Tokyo High, right? I've seen you two around but not Ryo-kun."

Ryo powerless under Momoi's intent gaze, his face burns up and he frantically shakes his head and say he goes to Royokan High. Ha, this dork.

I then suddenly feel chills electrify me.

"Were you watching? Or were you too busy goggling over Kuroko's stretchy arms?" he grunts behind me.

Momoi is the first to break the tension as she replies to him, unfazed,

"Dai-chan, yeah! You were pretty great back there, for a person who lazily broods on his ass the whole day in school!"

"Oi! A compliment is just fine, and I was asking [-], not you, Momoi."

Gosh, why does he have to put me in the spotlight? I feel everybody's eyes fixed on me, wondering why he's asking me of all people.

"You were pretty... cool," I dishearteningly answer him.

"I guess you guys won't mind if I borrow this peach?"

With a jolt of force, he takes my hand and starts to walk ahead of me. I can't win to this guy, can I.

"I'll catch up with you guys later!" I apologetically shout to my friends and fasten my pace to walk next to him.