"Don't whine."

Aomine always had a commanding tone. It was in his nature. Every time someone whined or said that he could not do this or that thing, the guy's teeth were worn off from anger. He twirled the ball on his finger, and his face was stoic, without a hint of any emotion. Basketball bored him, but there was no choice. And then, he got bored with this, too.

"Give me a reason not to be rude to you again, otherwise it becomes a habit."