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|Kuroko Tetsuya x Shy!Reader|
(Kuroko no Basuke)
You were a quiet girl.

Unlike the other females of your school—who flocked together in herds, gushing about the hottest new clothes or gossiping about the not-so-secret lives of celebrities—you kept to yourself in the back of the classroom. Given the choice, you'd much rather curl up with a good book than read fashion magazines or muse over the latest scandal.

Others might refer to you as the shy and weird girl who found herself a tongue tied and blushing mess when others came to talk to her.

You simply preferred to think of yourself as "unobtrusive".

Living an unobtrusive lifestyle was certainly peaceful. You were quite content with your existence, despite being a loner of sorts. Of course, it wasn't that you weren't unfriendly or anything! But you always found yourself at a loss when others approached you, whether it be a simple question of what the homework was or if they could borrow a pencil. You were slowly learning to sort through the jumbled mess in your head when speaking to your classmates, but it was certainly slow-going.

Then again, you didn't really mind being alone. If you ever felt lonely, all you had to do was open a book, and all your troubles would be forgotten.

Plus, less time talking directly led to more time observing.

This was something you'd discovered over the years.

Maybe you were just a naturally observant person, but being able to see tiny, little details was one of the traits that you prided yourself on.

Perhaps that was what attracted you to Kuroko.

From that first, chance meeting between you two—

rushing down the hallway, yelping as you nearly ran into each other, swerving out of the way just in time

—to brief encounters—

a quick wave of the hand, a friendly nod in greeting, a tiny smile flashed in his direction

—escalating to a quiet friendship—

"you played well today."

"thank you."

—yet it somehow blossomed into love.

"Tetsu-kun?"

"Yes, [Name]-chan?"

"I love you."

---

Kuroko Tetsuya was a quiet boy.

Unlike the other males of your school—who flirted with any female with a rack—he saved his energy and devoted his time to basketball. Given the choice, he'd much rather do training exercises and drills than spend his time daydreaming about the pretty, popular girls of the school.

Others might refer to him... well, he wasn't really referred to.

He didn't mind.

Living an invisible lifestyle was certainly peaceful. He was quite content with his existence, despite only interacting with his teammates. Of course, it wasn't that he was unfriendly! He simply did not have the presence required for others to remember him as anything other than a passing face.

If he ever felt lonely, all he had to do was head to the gym, and all his troubles would be forgotten.

Plus, less time talking directly led to more time observing.

This was something he'd discovered over the years.

Maybe he was just a naturally observant person, but not having anyone to really pay attention to him allowed him to observe without being questioned.

Perhaps that was what attracted him to you.

From that first, chance meeting between you two—

slowly heading down the hallway, eyes widening as a form blurs in his way, shock filling his mind as she actually moves out of his way

—to brief encounters—

was she waving at him? she could greet the invisible? why was his heart racing at her smile?

—escalating to a quiet friendship—

"did you enjoy the game?"

"of course. you played well today."

—yet it somehow blossomed into love.

"I love you."

"I know."

---

Somehow, the shy girl befriended the invisible boy.

Somewhere along the way, the two fell in love.

All because they noticed each other when no one else could.

Description
|Kuroko Tetsuya x Shy!Reader|
(Kuroko no Basuke)
You were a quiet girl.

Unlike the other females of your school—who flocked together in herds, gushing about the hottest new clothes or gossiping about the not-so-secret lives of celebrities—you kept to yourself in the back of the classroom. Given the choice, you'd much rather curl up with a good book than read fashion magazines or muse over the latest scandal.

Others might refer to you as the shy and weird girl who found herself a tongue tied and blushing mess when others came to talk to her.

You simply preferred to think of yourself as "unobtrusive".

Living an unobtrusive lifestyle was certainly peaceful. You were quite content with your existence, despite being a loner of sorts. Of course, it wasn't that you weren't unfriendly or anything! But you always found yourself at a loss when others approached you, whether it be a simple question of what the homework was or if they could borrow a pencil. You were slowly learning to sort through the jumbled mess in your head when speaking to your classmates, but it was certainly slow-going.

Then again, you didn't really mind being alone. If you ever felt lonely, all you had to do was open a book, and all your troubles would be forgotten.

Plus, less time talking directly led to more time observing.

This was something you'd discovered over the years.

Maybe you were just a naturally observant person, but being able to see tiny, little details was one of the traits that you prided yourself on.

Perhaps that was what attracted you to Kuroko.

From that first, chance meeting between you two—

rushing down the hallway, yelping as you nearly ran into each other, swerving out of the way just in time

—to brief encounters—

a quick wave of the hand, a friendly nod in greeting, a tiny smile flashed in his direction

—escalating to a quiet friendship—

"you played well today."

"thank you."

—yet it somehow blossomed into love.

"Tetsu-kun?"

"Yes, [Name]-chan?"

"I love you."

---

Kuroko Tetsuya was a quiet boy.

Unlike the other males of your school—who flirted with any female with a rack—he saved his energy and devoted his time to basketball. Given the choice, he'd much rather do training exercises and drills than spend his time daydreaming about the pretty, popular girls of the school.

Others might refer to him... well, he wasn't really referred to.

He didn't mind.

Living an invisible lifestyle was certainly peaceful. He was quite content with his existence, despite only interacting with his teammates. Of course, it wasn't that he was unfriendly! He simply did not have the presence required for others to remember him as anything other than a passing face.

If he ever felt lonely, all he had to do was head to the gym, and all his troubles would be forgotten.

Plus, less time talking directly led to more time observing.

This was something he'd discovered over the years.

Maybe he was just a naturally observant person, but not having anyone to really pay attention to him allowed him to observe without being questioned.

Perhaps that was what attracted him to you.

From that first, chance meeting between you two—

slowly heading down the hallway, eyes widening as a form blurs in his way, shock filling his mind as she actually moves out of his way

—to brief encounters—

was she waving at him? she could greet the invisible? why was his heart racing at her smile?

—escalating to a quiet friendship—

"did you enjoy the game?"

"of course. you played well today."

—yet it somehow blossomed into love.

"I love you."

"I know."

---

Somehow, the shy girl befriended the invisible boy.

Somewhere along the way, the two fell in love.

All because they noticed each other when no one else could.