When Kuroko was the ripe age of nine, he saw many things he didn't know he should never be able to see. His classmates were all entangled in clouds of wispy darkness that twinkled and enchanted his young eyes. He looked down at himself and noticed nothing and a classmate called for him. "Kuroko!" He looked up to see a flash of red that disappeared as soon as it came. "Do you see it too?" he asked Setsuya. She frowned and he started to babble, "The clouds, do you see them?" He waved his chubby arms around her and the young boy started to become frustrated when the girl shook her head. "Kuroko, are you a crazy too?" Someone said it and he didn't know if it was from Setsuya or not but the class had gotten quiet. He felt the eyes of his "friends" burn him down. "The clouds..," he began weakly. A hand wrapped around his neck and it wasn't theirs. It's a cloud. He can't breathe yet he continues. "You all have one." And the dark wisps were suffocating him now. The world grew black and he was falling.

When Kuroko was the ripe of age of nine, he saw many things he knew he should never be able to see. As his grandmother sung him a song in words he's never heard of before, he found this truth. "You're a Seer. You have many gifts, my dear." Her cool hands brushed his hair back from his sweaty forehead and he's calm. They're calm together. "One day, someone will find you and you'll know." She softly pressed the scar on the side of his head.

Six years later, he's as small as ever. He found himself becoming less visible each passing year since those fateful days years before. He breathes and the world breathes with him. His grandmother is calling for him yet he feels no need to move until he sits u and slams his head into something, someone, and he shouts.

Akashi was a piece of shit.

And this was the beginning of Kuroko Tetsuya's longest year not on earth..