Obsession
Unlike a lot of the other Generation of Miracles' victims, Takao wasn't one to wallow in depression. . . well it was true that he spent a month in his room, feeling sorry for himself and rethinking the game over and over again, but Takao wasn't a person who gave up easily.
Takao knew that giving up basketball wasn't going to do him anything in the long run. He loved basketball far too much to even think of ditching basketball forever. So instead of quitting, Takao devoted himself into making himself even stronger.
He spent hours on streetball courts, honing his dribbles and passes. He was already blessed with the Hawk Eye; all he need was to make himself stronger to be able to use it to its fullest potential. And Takao practiced and practiced with the goal of entering Shutoku High School and fighting against the Generation of Miracles.
Practicing wasn't the only thing he did during those months. He was also collecting information on the Miracles, especially on Midorima Shintaro. The shooting guard had been the one Takao had been marking during their game.
Takao collected articles from magazines and newspapers, pictures, and any scrap of information he could find. He had scrapbooks dedicated to tracking the strength and power of the Generation of Miracles and pages especially dedicated to Midorima. In fact, Midorima had a scrapbook all to himself.
To any other person, this hobby of his would seem like an obsession. Takao was always careful with them, but one time he had forgotten and it lead to disastrous consequences.
Thad day, Takao had accidentally left his scrapbook on his desk after leaving for school in a rush and his mother found it.
Takao came home with his mom holding his Midorima scrapbook and shouting frantically that she would accept him no matter what and that he can always tell her if he had a different preference.
Takao had yelled back as well asking her why did she take his notebook and no he did not like guys that way.
The conversation ended with his mom apologizing and Takao being scarred for life. After that, he made sure to be extra careful with his scrapbooks.
When Takao entered Shutoku's basketball gym, he saw a shock of bright green hair.
No way.
There was no way Midorima Shintaro was standing looking smug and arrogant shooting yet another three pointer.
With that all his dreams of beating Midorima flew out the window. Midorima was now his teammate.
Takao soon realized that Midorima wasn't actually that bad a guy. He was socially awkward at times, carries around whatever a voice from a machine told him to, and was a huge tsundere. Pretty soon, Takao was calling him Shin-chan and wanted to be Midorima to acknowledge him as a friend.
Maybe it was because the guy never stopped practicing, even if he was already a genius. He practices just as hard as Takao and never slacks off. Takao can't help but slowly grow closer to the green-haired boy.
Takao feels like he is going die as he carts Shin-chan around Tokyo. He spoke too soon when he said that the other boy wasn't that bad. The things he does for friendship, he swears. He was going to sink his talons onto the other boy and pull him way from this arrogant world the other boy lived in where his wants was the only thing that matter.
Takao knows that all that pain-staking labor was worth when he sees Shin-chan smile during the Seirin game at the preliminaries for the Winter Cup. He feels proud of the green haired boy as Shin-chan passes the ball to their seniors and Takao. Takao knows that Shin-chan was no longer the boy who had broken so many people in middle school. He was different now.
Well Takao was a hawk and there was no way Shin-chan could have ever escaped his talons anyway. If it was one thing Takao did the best, it was never giving up even if Shin-chan was a huge tsundere.
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