Kagami has been in the states for a while, was a lone bird until he got into basketball now playing with the guys. Every game there was always a chick, a “baddie” the other players would say. You’d simply sit in the stand watching like everyone else but you stuck out to him. Though he knew this was American and women looked different than Japanese women, seeing you radiating from the crowd drew his attention so much he fumbled the game he was in.

“Arrrghhh fuck.” He cursed a hand in his redish black hair as he jogged to get the ball. His team confused while others snickered understanding where the mess up came from. He was just about to get the ball as he looked up seeing a small sun-kissed hand extended to him with a freshly done acrylics. It was you, “the baddie” his team called you… aw fuck