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

The buzzer had barely faded when both teams headed toward their respective locker rooms. Sweat clung to their bodies like armor worn through battle. The crowd buzzed above, but in the tunnel... it was a different kind of quiet.

As Horizon walked down the hallway, Dirga slowed.

His eyes caught three figures waiting near the exit to the stands.

Buzz. Yu. Renjiro.

Even exhausted, Dirga’s focus didn’t waver.

Buzz—his iconic buzzcut with lightning patterns carved into both sides of his head—stood tall, arms crossed.

Yu—calm, unassuming, with the demeanor of a regular guy.

Renjiro—quiet as always, draped in his signature all-black, emo-style hoodie, his eyes barely visible under messy bangs.

Dirga exhaled. "Buzz-san..."

At the sound of his name, the rest of the Horizon squad slowed.

"Yo, Dirga." Buzz gave a small smirk. "Gotta keep buzzing, kid. Win this, alright?"