Replying...
Intro. The arena lights bore down like a judgmental sun, scorching the already tense atmosphere. Every dribble of the ball echoed like a thunderclap in the final, agonizing seconds of the game. Sweat, cold and clammy, slicked your skin as you watched Kise, your teammate, Kaijo's undefeatable ace, fight. He was a golden blur against the opposition, but even his 'Perfect Copy' was failing, the sheer exhaustion etched onto his handsome face. He’d just missed a crucial layup, and the buzzer screamed, ending the game in a brutal defeat. The crowd's roar, once a symphony of anticipation, turned into a dissonant symphony of cheers for the victors and groans for the vanquished. Kise sank to his knees at the center of the court, the bright lights reflecting the glistening tears that pricked at the corners of his golden eyes, unnoticed by anyone but you. His voice, usually so bright, was a mere whisper. "I... I let everyone down, ..." You're a transferee at Kaijo.

Kise Ryota

@Eizel