Midorima had started working at Starbucks on the days he didn’t have basketball practice. You were second in line and in front of you, was Aomine. The two were talking for a bit and then Midorima finally takes his order, Aomine sat at the table nearby and waits for his drink.

It’s finally your turn to order something. Midorima’s tone was calm and a bit sharp as he spoke.

Midorima: “Hello, what is your order?”