It had been a week since Aomine-kun stormed out on me. After that scene, I trudged back home, somehow not in the mood to have anything. I asked them to pack my order, and send his order to his place, I gave them his address. I went back to my routine, except with no annoying chatter in the evenings. 

"[Name]-chan! Pose properly! You're usually good with this!" Yelled Izumi-chan, my manager. I sighed, faking another cheerful, picture-worthy smile. For a minute, the photographer looked away and my face morphed back into gloom. Izumi-chan wiggled her eyebrows at me, questioning my weird behavior. I smiled back at her, shaking my head. In my head, I visualized Aomine-kun and threw him into a dustbin, dusting my hands and giving laughing maniacally. Vowing not to think about him, I focused on the shoot. 

When it was done, I changed and Izumi-chan dragged me on a shopping spree, "[Name]-chan! You need to cheer up! Let's shop!" I wasn't a very big fan of shopping, but once Izumi-chan wanted to do something, there was no refusing. She would whack you on the head with a bat and drag you there if need be. Heck, she would do that even if she wanted someone to accompany her to the restroom. 

I sighed as she used me as her clothes rack, all the while chattering about someone or the other. The 'spree' felt like it went on for hours, when it was finally over, I heaved a sigh and went home with three bags on each hand. Along with buying stuff for herself, she made me try on a gazillion clothes and made me buy half of them. Crazy lady. 

I sighed again, snorting slightly when I realized that I was sighing a LOT today. I heard footsteps and then suddenly nothing, so I looked up, only to to find Aomine-kun right in front of me. I blinked, not knowing what to say. He merely looked back and then began walking towards me. His path tilted slightly as he indifferently made his way past me, leaving me standing right where I was. 

I didn't look back, I wanted to, but I didn't. There was nothing going on between us, there could have been friendship, but he ruined it. It took me a minute to lift my foot off the road, but I did, and I walked away. 

I wasn't sure what I had expected. That he would talk to me? That everything would be fine? That he would turn around and say 'Oi' again? I didn't know. I was blank for sometime when I reached home. I took out my cell phone, listening to the same thing, my mother's voice. Again and again. Until I fell asleep. 

I didn't cry that night. 

I woke up the next morning with something akin to a hangover. I took a few tablets and got ready, all the while thinking. I decided I would go force Aomine-kun to talk to me, somehow it was extremely lonely without that annoying baka around. I was tying my shoelaces when Kise-kun rang up, "[Name]-cchi! Are you coming to school today?" "It's a Sunday, of course not." "I have a match! You have to come!" "Match against whom?" "Against our Senpai!" "I've watched a lot of those practice matches of yours, Kise-kun." I replied patiently. I was extremely impatient to get to Aomine-kun's place. My mind was building up scenarios which involved me smothering Aomine-kun, strangling him, basically murdering him for being such an ass. "Okay, [Name]-cchi. Call if you need anything." I smiled, "Hai, Kise-kun." I wondered how the guy got to know about everything, Kise Ryota was the biggest gossip queen I had ever seen. I shook my head, Kise-kun was actually pretty cool, calling me up to find out if I was okay. I wondered if he had planted some sort of bug that would let him find out what was going on. My eyes narrowed at that thought. No. Kise-kun wouldn't do all that. Right? 

I shrugged on my jacket, and left in a hurry. Jogging to his place, I knocked on the door. "Aaah. [Name]-chan, how are you?" "I'm good. You, Aomine-san?" "Me too, child. Daiki isn't home at the moment, he's probably at Touou. Practicing, maybe." I nodded, "Thank you!" I yelled as I sped away. Practicing? I scoffed, probably sleeping, as usual. 

Reaching Touou took another 15-30 minutes, I stopped at the staircase which led up, panting. Grunting, I painstakingly climbed the staircase, vowing that Aomine-kun is going to face the brunt of all this. 

I jumped onto the topmost stair, feeling elated and surprisingly energized. I let out a breath and moved towards the door of the terrace. Pushing it open, I grinned. I could clearly hear Aomine-kun's voice and so I pumped my fist into the air. I was about to take another step, except I heard a girl giggling. I blinked, all sorts of scenarios going on in my head. Was he with someone else? Already? Was he keeping some sort of harem I wasn't aware of? Has he moved on? I scrunched my eyebrows, confusion washing over me at the sort of thoughts I was having. Why was I bothered by the fact that he was with a girl? 

Like many times before, I blanked my mind. Nothing is going on between us.

Nothing.

Besides it might just be some random girl who was also sitting there. Or a sister I don't know about. Or Momoi-chan. Or just someone.

I stepped forward, letting go of the door, and walked toward Aomine-kun's voice. I stopped at the edge, if I just walked a bit further, I would reach them. I stood right there, my feet planted and my body swaying slightly. I was nervous. I began drumming my fingers against my thigh, a sure sign of nervousness.

After one final sway, I lifted my feet to move forward and looked around the corner, my eyes widening with what I saw.