GinDaybreaksbell

"_______-san. I like you. Please go out with me," said a certain green-haired three-pointer, his green eyes looking through yours with much sincerity and seriousness. After a few seconds, he broke the gaze he was sharing with you then averted his eyes to the side, his cheeks turning into a shade of pink. At that moment, Midorima Shintarou, the Midorima Shintarou, Shuutoku's shooting guard and former vice-captain and shooter of the Generation of Miracles, confessed his well-kept feelings for you as his cold, stoic and intimidating demeanor came crashing down, revealing a shy, awkward young man. Of course, you couldn't deny that you couldn't p

You were living with Midorima Shintaro. He was 5 years older than you are. He asked you to live with him a year after your father died. You met him at the hospital where your father was admitted for almost a year before he died. Midorima was the doctor-in-charge when your father passed away. Your father is the only one left to you. Your mother passed away when you were young. And since your father is sick you have to stop attending the university to start working and at the same time attend to your father's needs. He didn't want you to stop schooling, so you secretly processed it, and hid the fact that you have stopped schooling from your

The sun slowly peeked in the distance as the night had disappeared and was slowly replacing it with daylight, even though the cadets had the day off, the superiors still had work to do like paperwork, but not that much. Your eyes flutter open as you looked around in the dark room. You turned around as a pair of arms wrapped around your body. Your gaze went to the blonde man who was holding you. You smiled and snuggled into his warm chest. A low chuckle escaped him as you looked at him with a tired expression. “It's been a while since we've done this.” Erwin told you softly. You smiled softly and nodded. “Yeah.” You

You walked out of the girls' dorms and crossed to the next building, on your way to the training fields. You and Sasha had been the last ones to leave the dorms and were on your way together. The girls had been singing songs all morning and Sasha and you had a new earworm... "From here on out, I'll be your commander!" You belted out. "I'll be your commander!" Sasha echoed. "No, fear, no doubt, I'll provide the answer! And right now I command you to-" "DANCE!" You both finished while giggling. You neared Commander Erwin's office and you both hushed...only to turn the corner and pick up the singing again as you passed Captain Levi's office. Y

✧✧✧ He remembered the day he found the first note like a sort of a childhood memory, foggy until the climax, the sole minute you have engraved into your brain.  To the poor soul who has found this note:  You, oh unlucky one, have become my outlet.  I have a habit of writing my more poetic thoughts and emotions down on paper, thus I have decided to share them with you. Please read them.  There will be no need to respond to them.  I'm sure I will be fine without your input, insightful as it may be.  Also, please do not investigate my identity, as it may prevent you from viewing my little blurbs without bias.  I apolo

You're a Squad Leader in this story! Holla at my power-hungry readers ilysm~ "Tch, I don't give a shit if the inside of the barracks is too hot, just make sure those papers get to Erwin. I'm going to take care of these stupid brats," Levi snapped at you, his silver eyes narrowed in frustration. His black hair clung to his pale face from the heat. He then spun on his heel and stormed away - probably to go yell at the cadets that were lingering in the shade of the gear shed. You sighed and slowly turned around, reluctantly making your way back inside. It was hot. No, scratch that, it was hell. You could see the heat waves rising off the groun

        You slowly woke up, blinking against the soft morning sun streaming through the window. You sighed and watched the dust particles twirling in the air. Birds chirped happily somewhere outside and the sweet smell of grass was carried in through the open window by a soft breeze. Springtime was well under way and you couldn't be happier. You could feel a soft smile pulling at the sides of your lips. You turned your head to study the man sleeping beside you. Golden hair tussled, his strong face relaxed, lips slightly parted as he breathed. He was laying on his stomach, his bare back visible from where the blankets ended at his hips, one ha