Prologue, You are still just the same, but am I still the person you know? by Qi. Amid the bustling basketball court, deafening cheers shook the sky. Everyone from the Generation of Miracles watched with complicated expressions as the Seirin team defeated Aomine Daiki, the ace of the Generation of Miracles back in middle school. As they stared at the result they would never have believed possible, outside the court, a boy with short black hair, a gentle aura, and delicate features walked onto the court, drawing admiring gazes from everyone. He took out his phone and sent a message: Seijuro, I'm here. Recipient: Akashi Seijuro. His pale, jade-like fingers tapped confirm, and the message was sent successfully. The boy put away his phone and smiled and nodded at everyone. His exceptionally polite manner made those looking at him feel embarrassed to keep staring so openly. Inside the court, a red-haired boy stood at the edge, watching the basketball game. His regal aura was intimidating. He lowered his head to look at the message on his phone. His face, usually as expressionless as an emperor's, showed a rare flicker of delight and life. He hurried out of the court, no longer watching the three-way match inside… Who was he?
I really want to hit the author. Several years! This is so lazy!
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