บท 108: Drastic Contrast

The first day of the tournament had come to a close, and Seiryuu High was buzzing with an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. The locker room, though small, felt like a haven for the team as they settled in, their voices rising and falling in conversation as they relived the day's events. Despite the exhaustion hanging over them, the energy in the air was palpable—an undercurrent of excitement from their hard-fought victory.

Ryuji was sitting on one of the benches, his back against the cool wall, a towel draped over his neck. "Man, I still can't believe it," he said, shaking his head with a grin. "That interception—I just felt it. Like I knew exactly where the ball was going."

Kaminari, sitting across from him, let out a chuckle, running his fingers through his sweat-matted hair. "You were insane out there. I thought John was going to eat you alive when he came charging in."