riomirio

KisexReader (Y/n)---> your name (S/N)---> someone "We have to stop this..." "I know... But we both know we just can't." "T-this is wrong... Kise, we both need to stop..." "I love you (Y/N)." "A-and I know, I-I'm not the only one..."    -----------"You have to choose..."------------- You met the model in your second year in Kaijou. During that time you became the manager of the basketball club and became good friends with the players especially Kise and Kasamatsu. Well things weren't complicated that time, you were young, naive and happy. You met different kinds of people especially from other schools especially during tournamen

The practice didn't really go exactly like you had imagined it to go. You were expecting some warm ups, and then several types of practices. But that is far from what you got, and it was a bit upsetting . You wanted to play volleyball right this moment, and everything that was happening was interfering with your plans. It had been about ten minutes since the beginning of practice, and you hadn’t done much but set up and stretch. Everything was going far too slow for your liking, and all you wanted to do was hurry up and play volleyball. But the captain, Daichi-senpai, had insisted that you all introduce yourselves and your positions ev

You were meditating on the ground of the training field, waiting for the princess to arrive. She came just in time, alone. She wore a very simple white training outfit, which surprised you a little. Every time you had seen the princess, she was wearing elaborates dresses and jewels. You looked at the top of her head, expecting to see a familiar golden ornament but… you jumped on your feet and stared at her with wide eyes.    -         Where is your metal vessel?! You asked with a worried tone.   She flinched, surprised by your sudden anxiousness. She smiled shyly.      -         d-don’t worry master (F/N)-san, she said, my meta

“(Name)-chan, please wake up,” a monotone voice said as you felt soft shaking. You groaned as you sat up, rubbing your eyes and yawning. You looked to the side and saw Kuroko. “Oh, good morning, Tetsu-kun,” you said with a smile. “Good morning.” “Good morning, mama,” a childlike voice said greeted you. Your eyes glanced at Kuroko’s legs, finding a young girl that looked like just like Kuroko. “Did you brush your teeth yet, Setsuna?” you asked as you reached out to pat her head. Setsuna nodded. “(Name)-chan, we’re hungry,” Kuroko stated as Setsuna nodded a