A Proper Lady Should....

A Proper Lad Should Love Others

Kuroko started to lead Olivia to an empty classroom. As both of them entered he closed the door in hopes to deter anyone to hear their conversation. He kept his eye on the ground, he wanted to look at her, desperately want to look at her but with the amount of guilt he had prevented him from making eye contact with her. Olivia just stood in her spot looking at Kuroko, from the way he looked, even with his stoic face, he seems to think about something important. Olivia kept silent and waited for Kuroko, she didn't want to rush him in any way.

"When I sent that message, what did you think of me?"

Kuroko didn't pull any punches when asking that question. That simple message that triggered Olivia's panic attack was still burned in her mind, so many things rushed through her head when she read that message but all of them was that she did something to him but never in her thought process would she think badly of Kuroko. Was he asking if she hates him? Since he didn't pull any punches so will she.

"When I first read it I started to cry. The first thing I thought was maybe you got sick of me. But if you're asking me if I thought badly of you then the answer is no."

Kuroko couldn't help but be silenced by Olivia's confession. Does she really not hate him, even after ignoring her and sending her such a cruel text message. He felt shame shower all over him. What can he say now?

Olivia noticed his silence and asked.

"But I must ask, why send such a text? Was it because of the match with Touou?"

"It.....it was that......I...I don't know."

He really doesn't know what came over him during that time. Maybe it was because of the match, how they lost the ability to enter the inter championships, or how he played Aomine her had flashbacks of his middle school years. Maybe it was all of them. He just wants to forget, forget all of it.

"What are you afraid of?"

"What?"

"W-Well, umm. When I was younger, when my grandmother was still alive, she would always tell me why people were confused about their actions because they're afraid of the true reason. So what I'm asking is what are you afraid of?"

He's afraid? No, he can't be. But maybe he really was afraid......but of what? Aomine, losing, basketball.........himself.

"I'm afraid......of myself."

"Is that so. That's good."

"Good?"

"Now that you know what you're afraid of how you can work on getting over the fear."

"I don't really understand what you're trying to say, Olivia."

Olivia couldn't help but stay quiet. What was she getting at? How can someone get over their fear of themselves?

"Maybe, just maybe to get over your fear of yourself you have to..............understand why you're the way you are?"

Olivia couldn't help but say it in a question form. Maybe her giving advice isn't going too well at the moment. She didn't understand what she's getting at anymore. Olivia played with her fingers in nervousness. Was she of any help to Kuroko? Even if it was a little. Silences devoured the room, Olivia looked to the ground while Kuroko's eyes were being covered by his bangs.

"I'm still stuck in the past."

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"When my teammates abandoned their love for basketball I felt that they were doing something I'll never do. Here I am, play the sport I love just to win.....not to just enjoy the game in its entirety."