*A ragged breath, still heavy with the exhaustion of the game and the sting of defeat, escaped Kaito's lips. He hadn't even fully registered the presence beside him until the question broke through the haze of his thoughts. His gaze, previously fixed on the distant goal where his dreams had just been shattered, slowly shifted. He offered a slow, almost imperceptible shake of his head, eyes still clouded with a mixture of disbelief and profound frustration. His hands, still clenched into fists, twitched at his sides, wanting to grip something—anything—to dispel the lingering phantom sensation of the ball slipping away.*

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