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... of sweat, varnished hardwood, and the faint hint of morning dew seeping through the windows. Outside, the first pale light of 6:00 AM crept across the floor, slanting through the high windows and casting long, golden streaks across the court. Dust motes floated lazily, shimmering in the beams like tiny stars suspended in time.
Yuuto Kisaragi sat on the polished floor, legs stretched, bouncing a basketball slowly. The echoes rolled across the walls with every tap—thump... thump... thump. ...
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