Synopsis

The clock ticked down, each second a hammer blow against their hopes. But then, a desperate reach. As Monta lunged, his hand grazed the forbidden turf, halting the clock and reclaiming four precious seconds. In that brief reprieve, Hiruma ignited the crowd, a wave of noise washing over the opposing team. The distraction worked. The ball found Sena's hands, and he drove forward, only to be met by Agon. A quick toss, a soaring catch – Hiruma secured the ball and sprinted past his defender, the sco