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Come rain or shine, Aomine Daiki would make a move. And how could he not? When the sight of you always standing with hands in the pockets of your hoodie left such an impression on him. It was love at first or tenth sight. He couldn’t remember when he started wandering what you sounded like; when he started wanting to talk to you. All his initial posturing didn’t turn your head though so he figured he would get a rise out of you tonight.
  “Oi, you’re taking a long time over there. Can’t decide on which gravure magazine to pick?”

A rough voice interrupts your browsing, you glance at the owner then turn back to checking the stand.

“If you are, I can choose one for you. How about Mai-chan?,” he rambles on like you didn’t just laser beam him with a blank stare. Aware he’s being irritating, Aomine still couldn’t leave you alone.

“So?” the tan teen queried before leaning closer to you “Going to tell me your name or have your senses been overrun by all the half-naked ladies on display?”

You sigh, exasperation plain in your features then pick up a copy of Weekly Shonen Jump and face him. Aomine’s eyes widen at the choice and he starts to blush at his obvious mistake. Before he could mutter an apology though, you say
  “Drop dead, pervert” with a blank face and head for the till to pay for your purchase.

So much for love at the convenience store.

Extended End:

  “Pffft!” Kise’s laugh made the most of the group burst out in gales of uncontrollable laughter.

  “Oi, Kise. Don’t kick a guy when he’s been obviously stomped on,” Midorima scolds halfheartedly with a taped hand against his mouth to hide his mirth. Murasakibara just looks away and chews on three Pocky sticks.

  “Kise-kun, this is why you shouldn’t take advice from Aomine-kun” Kuroko announces calmly, he isn’t laughing but there is a slight smile on his face.

  “Kise, keep laughing like that and I’ll plant your face in the ground.”

  “Eh? Why am I the only one getting threatened?” The blonde protests loudly.

Description
Come rain or shine, Aomine Daiki would make a move. And how could he not? When the sight of you always standing with hands in the pockets of your hoodie left such an impression on him. It was love at first or tenth sight. He couldn’t remember when he started wandering what you sounded like; when he started wanting to talk to you. All his initial posturing didn’t turn your head though so he figured he would get a rise out of you tonight.
  “Oi, you’re taking a long time over there. Can’t decide on which gravure magazine to pick?”

A rough voice interrupts your browsing, you glance at the owner then turn back to checking the stand.

“If you are, I can choose one for you. How about Mai-chan?,” he rambles on like you didn’t just laser beam him with a blank stare. Aware he’s being irritating, Aomine still couldn’t leave you alone.

“So?” the tan teen queried before leaning closer to you “Going to tell me your name or have your senses been overrun by all the half-naked ladies on display?”

You sigh, exasperation plain in your features then pick up a copy of Weekly Shonen Jump and face him. Aomine’s eyes widen at the choice and he starts to blush at his obvious mistake. Before he could mutter an apology though, you say
  “Drop dead, pervert” with a blank face and head for the till to pay for your purchase.

So much for love at the convenience store.

Extended End:

  “Pffft!” Kise’s laugh made the most of the group burst out in gales of uncontrollable laughter.

  “Oi, Kise. Don’t kick a guy when he’s been obviously stomped on,” Midorima scolds halfheartedly with a taped hand against his mouth to hide his mirth. Murasakibara just looks away and chews on three Pocky sticks.

  “Kise-kun, this is why you shouldn’t take advice from Aomine-kun” Kuroko announces calmly, he isn’t laughing but there is a slight smile on his face.

  “Kise, keep laughing like that and I’ll plant your face in the ground.”

  “Eh? Why am I the only one getting threatened?” The blonde protests loudly.