Genre: Fanfiction

Fandom: Kuroko's Basket

Summary:

To every Light its Shadow.

But who wants to live in the Shadow?

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«I don't care if they're geniuses or prodigies. Break them and they're all just trash.»

He tilted his head aside, his eyes at lost for a second before his pupils flickered with amusement. His thin lips gently curved up into a ghost of a smile, his eyes crinkling.

"Mhm, whatever you say, Mako-chan."