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... stles of referees cut through the chaos like sharp knives. The scoreboard flickered under the bright lights, reflecting the numbers that seemed impossibly close yet infinitely distant.
Yuuto's chest heaved, sweat trickling down his temple. His eyes flicked across the court, scanning, calculating. Every muscle in his legs remembered the rhythm of the game: the push of the floor, the pivot, the split-second decision to pass or drive.
Seiryō had clawed back a little since Yuuto had ...
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