With my hair tied up, jacket, shorts, earphones plugged, I went out of the house and started to jog with my mom. The sun wasn't violently shining. It was somehow a cloudy weather.

After jogging, we stopped by a cafe and suit ourselves. While eating my ice cream, I saw Aomine enter the cafe with a ball. He was alone. The workers seemed to know him well that they called him by his first name.

They gave him something to eat and a towel to wipe his sweat. They also served him cold juice to satisfy his thirst. He just sat there and ate as if he wasn't been able to eat for a day.

Knowing that I would love to join Aomine, my mom left me in the cafe and headed home. I sat in front of him and waited for him to swallow the food stuffed in his mouth.

"Were you playing basketball again?"

"Yes. By the way, did you like the basketball club?"

"How would I like it? I don't play basketball. But, I can say I'm quite interested about it."

He finished his food and drank juice before he spoke again. "Come on. I'll show you something." We left the cafe without him even paying. I followed him and ended up at the court. I was quite confused about it. What will he show me? I've seen this court a hundred times.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Without answering my question, he passed the ball to me. He smirked and stood right in front of me, as if he was blocking me. It was like he wanted me to play. But I didn't know what to do so I just gave him the ball and walk to the bench.

"You said you don't play. But, you're interested about it." His words came out of nowhere. I started to wander if being interested in a thing, even though you don't really do it, is weird. I just stayed quiet on the bench.

"If you're interested in it, then why don't you learn how to play it?" He said while showing off his talents. I looked away from him and just enjoyed the surroundings.

He grabbed me by my hand and pulled me to the center of the court. Giving the ball to me he said "Try to shoot."

I knew it won't go in but, I just tried. Obviously, it didn't enter the ring. I sighed in dissapointment. But despite that, Aomine gave me the ball again.

"Try again."

After multiple tries, the ball finally entered the ring. Oh gad. I'm tired. I sighed and walked away from Aomine. I was thinking to go home since I got no energy.

"Where do you think you're going?" Aomine grabbed my hand and stared at me seriously. His grip was tight that made me unable to walk any further.

"I'm going home. Let's call it a day."

"You just succeeded in shooting one ball. One ball."

"One ball? That was hard work! I put all my effort in it! And you're telling me it's JUST one ball, ha?"

"You see, that shot was for motivation. You didn't even started to practice yet."

"Whoa. Whoa. You told me to try to shoot, not practice. See the difference?"

"No. Because there is no difference!"

"Come one, Aomine! My battery is drained. Got it?"

It became silent for about a minute. I just realized that we argued over a small thing. Worst of all, I shouted at him as if he had done something really bad. I somehow felt sorry.

"Let's eat some crispy chicken for lunch." I pulled him by his hand and started to walk to my house. He said nothing and obediently follow.

Walking to the house, nobody opened their mouth and spoke. We were holding each other's though.

"I'm home."

We sat on a couch and watched t.v while waiting for the food to be served. Knowing Aomine, I knew that he would turn the channel to sportsand watch basketball. And I was correct. I watched with him to let the time pass.

I got bored and leaned on the couch like a lazy old woman again. But Aomine still watched with excitement written all over his face.

"Do you really want me to learn how to play?"

He was really focused on the game. But upon hearing my question, he switched the t.v off and looked at me.

"I want to teach you. But it's up to you when you want to learn."

The room was filled with silence when I heard my mom call us.

I immediately pulled Aomine to the kitchen as the smell of my mom's dish entered my nose. I saw Aomine's eyes filled with delight as he saw the chickens served on the dining table.

We gave thanks and started to dig in.