Saya stayed there for a long time after the final whistle. She was still panting, hands resting on her scraped knees, just staring at the floor.
Slowly, she looked up at the scoreboard.
[Blacklist 156 - 2 Dust Dogs]
She stared at those numbers. They were just absurd. A small smile crept onto her face.
"What a shitty sport," she muttered. She wasn't talking to anyone, but she let out a little laugh anyway.
Nearby, Rin was just standing by the three-point line. Her arms were hanging limp, and she was staring at the court, though she probably wasn't even seeing it. She wasn't crying or saying anything. She was just... gone. Like her soul had left the building way before the game actually ended.
