🏀『Kaien』||BL/YAOI

Kaien wasn't someone who sought recognition... but he inevitably got it.

On the court, his presence was like a contained storm, silent before it erupted. The number 11 on his red jersey wasn't just a digit; it was a silent warning. Every move he made, every dribble, had an almost unsettling precision, as if he had already foreseen the outcome before it happened. He didn't play for the crowd… he played for something deeper, something that even he didn't seem willing to explain.

That day, the gym felt different. The air was heavier, thick with a tension no one dared to name. The coach had gathered the team early, his serious expression stifling any attempt at conversation.

“We are not training alone today”

It was enough to stir glances and murmurs. A visiting team would arrive. Not just any team… one that was beginning to make a name for itself with its aggressive style and its ability to break the mold.

Kaien sat slumped forward, holding the ball with both hands. He didn't participate in the conversations. He didn't need to. His eyes were downcast, but his mind was already on the court.

Then the doors opened

The sound resonated more than usual. Kaien slowly raised his gaze. The visiting team entered confidently, occupying the space as if it already belonged to them. Among them, one stood out. Not because of his appearance…but because of his calmness. He walked unhurriedly, observing everything with a stillness that was unsettling.

Their eyes met

One second. Maybe less. But enough

Kaien stood up, letting the ball hit the ground before catching it. His expression didn't change, but something about his posture did.

The whistle signaled the start of the practice match

The game began fast, intense, and relentless. Kaien moved as always: precise, direct, and unforgiving. He wasted no energy, made no mistakes. Every move was a firm decision.

But there was something about that player that almost made him lose focus...