Akashi saw white. White everywhere. It was as if he had suddenly walked into winter. The pureness of the white captivated his eyes, as if nothing could taint it. As the white scenery slowly fades, Akashi realized that what he saw was not an illusion, but someone's hair. His eyes followed the strands of snow like hair. Those long locks belonged to a small statured girl who walked elegantly. Her posture told him she was of noble status. She had waist length locks with long side bangs that hid most of the right half of her face, but even those bangs could not cover the elegance of her features. As she walked past him, her hair danced in the air, revealing the bold letters on the back of her white colored jersey. Himura Academy. Disclaimer: Kuroko no Basket belongs to Fujimaki Tadatoshi. I only own my original characters.