He's known with each match, each tournament, the price he was paying by being on the court. It was so much easier during middle school with the Generation of Miracles, when their combined brilliance easily overwrote him. Kagami was a dazzling light in his own right, but even that could not diminish his presence forever. He knew the risks of polishing his skills and he took them to guarantee their victories. It was worth it and he would never regret the choices he's made.

But it didn't stop it from being bittersweet, wishing he was as naturally blessed as his friends, wanting to continue chasing after them.

His thoughts come to a halt at the kiss - he isn't blushing, he isn't! His cheeks are merely already turning rosy from the sting of the chilly evening air. Kuroko nods, pulling back to rub fruitlessly at his tears with his sleeves.