Horizon Vs Drakes : Rhythm vs. Riot

"Ohh, hello hello—and we're back with another fire matchup here at Yoyogi Court One!"

"It's Toyonaka Horizon High vs. Naha Southern Drakes High!"

"Both squads are coming off massive wins—Horizon just silenced Kurotsuki in one of the cleanest rhythm battles we've seen..."

"And the Drakes? They torched the Wolves. Pure tempo violence."

"This isn't just a matchup of winners—it's a collision course."

…

Horizon Bench.

The team hadn't stepped on court yet, but the intensity was already climbing.

Dirga was up, slow-dribbling behind the bench, bouncing the ball once every two seconds—perfect tempo.

His eyes scanned the court.

No talking.

Just focus.

Kaito adjusted his sleeves and cracked his knuckles.

Still on rotation lock—but watching everything.

His heartbeat synced to the court, even if his feet weren't touching it.

Rikuya stood near the edge of the bench, arms crossed.