Time was ticking down, pressure mounting on both sides. Only two minutes remained on the clock, and every play carried the weight of the entire game. The tension crackled in the air as Seiryuu High took their positions, each player's breath coming out in measured puffs. Their eyes burned with determination, a refusal to surrender, despite the narrow gap they faced. The score read 44-35, Midoriyama High in the lead, but momentum was slowly shifting.
Midoriyama prepared for their next offensive push, hoping to seal the game. Derek stood behind the center, his body tense, scanning the field for potential openings. Tyrone and Nick were lined up wide, ready to create chaos in Seiryuu's secondary. As the ball snapped, Derek took a quick step back, his eyes darting to the left where Tyrone broke into his route. Seiryuu's defense surged forward, their intensity doubling with the stakes on the line.
