I Died on the Court, Now I'm Back to Rule It

2 – 3

The sound of Renji Arimura's three-pointer cutting through the air was like a warning shot. Swift. Clean. Deadly. The ball sank through the net with a satisfying swish, and it wasn't just a bucket—it was a declaration.

We can do better.

For the next few possessions, it turned into a fast-paced exchange of blows. Both sides landed shots, but it was like we were fighting a battle with different weapons.

We fought with muscle and grit—layups, drives, and mid-range pull-ups. They? They just shot over us.

4 – 3.

4 – 5.

6 – 5.

6 – 8.

Their threes rained down with alarming consistency. We responded the best we could, with Rei landing one from deep, and Aizawa slashing through with a strong finish at the rim. But the math wasn't on our side.

9 – 11.