The third grade of middle school, for me, is no different from the previous two years.

For Valentine's Day that just passed, Wu Yue asked me if I had anyone to give away, and I pushed the borrowed book to the back of the desk without a trace, but there was a faint smile on my face: "How could there be?"

Wuyue sat back on the seat as if frustrated, and said: "Yeah, Asakusa, you are not like me. You didn't want to give it away, but I am. He didn't want it at all after being Zhejun."

Of course, I complained in my heart, I have seen the cooking skills of young girls, I think the so-called murderer of cooking is probably someone like Wu Yue.

But after the third grade started, I had an extra necklace around my neck.

Wuyue once asked me who gave it to me. I smiled and shook my head, saying that I bought it myself, but Wuyue didn't believe it. She observed me for several days, which made me very helpless.

I didn't tell May that this chain was meant to be given to Akashi.

Daisy, the love hidden deep in my heart.

Even I couldn't explain it myself, but I saw this chain at a glance.

I even wrapped the chain and chocolates myself, but after seeing Akashi handing over all the received chocolates to Murasakibara on Valentine's Day, I was still cowardly.

Day by day, the basketball club of Teiko Middle School became more and more famous.

The generation of miracles has become almost insurmountable like a myth.

After easily achieving the third consecutive championship in the middle school league, the third-year student will soon face the test of entering a higher school.

But regarding the choice of school, I hesitated.

I originally thought that Momoi would go to the same school as Heizi, but I didn't expect that she would apply to the same school as Aomine. Sure enough, is childhood sweetheart more important?

May invited me, hoping that I could go to Tonghuang with her, but I didn't know how to answer.

Moreover, I found that as the middle school graduation approached, Akashi's eyes turned into gold and red, and his personality seemed not as gentle as before, giving people a sharp and strong feeling.

There was even one time when faced with his tough orders to his staff, I even thought that maybe the person in front of me was not the Akashi Seijuro I knew and liked at all.

In this regard, I even wondered whether I should go to the same school as Akashi.

The doubtful heart was broken and clear that afternoon.

"Akashi-kun, I, I like you!"

The submissive girl, with a shy face and even tears in her almond eyes, looked longingly at the boy in front of her.

"Are you finished? I'm going back to practice."

The boy's unemotional words caused the tears in the girl's eyes to slide down her cheeks.

"Aka, Akashi-kun, I really..."

"Enough, I don't like your type, can you stop wasting my time?"

Seeing the boy leave without any regrets, the girl ran away in tears.

I, who witnessed the whole process, was stunned in place. Is this person my favorite Akashi?

Leaning his back against the tree trunk, he tightly covered his mouth with his right hand, but there was still a small voice, which was extremely sad.

After that day, I didn't go to the basketball club again, but I still heard some rumors about the basketball club.

For example, the inexplicable departure of the boy named Kuroko, for example, the generations of Miracle went their separate ways, and for example, whose confession Akashi rejected.

Although he pretended not to care on the surface, his heart still throbbed when he heard that name.

It seems that I really like Akashi, I like it very much.

Since I finished middle school, I had to work harder to practice dancing, so I returned to my hometown in Kyoto, so I chose a famous school in Kyoto, Luoshan.

I didn't expect that on the day of enrollment, when the student representative spoke, I would see Akashi again.

Fiery red hair, different-colored pupils, majestic and fierce.

Not long after, Akashi became the president of the student council, and I also heard that the basketball club in Luoshan won the national championship.

When I meet him in the hallway, I smile at him, and sometimes he nods at me, and that's enough.

Not long after the second semester started, I was asked by my grandmother to say that I would go to the United States to develop. After I said something, I went back to the room and tore everything in the room. In order to avoid being known by my mother, I didn’t smash anything. , but beat and tore the pillow hard, causing feathers to scatter throughout the room.

I'm venting, I don't know if it's my decision to go to America, or I don't want to leave Akashi.

Only then did I realize that I had been firmly bound by this fruitless relationship.

That was the first and last time I called Akashi out during training.

In the strange eyes of the members of the basketball club, I just smiled and said to the boy: "Thank you, Akashi-kun, and goodbye."

Akashi just glanced at me suspiciously, said yes, and then returned to the gym.

In the end, I still didn't express my thoughts.

A week later, I boarded a plane to the United States.

Since then, there has been no contact.

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