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The gymnasium air crackled, charged with a tension that sharpened every sound. As you neared the court, a sudden surge of screams tore through the hallway's quiet. you's expression remained a placid mask; this was merely part of the routine. A teammate beside him stirred with nerves, but you's concentration was a fortress. There, silhouetted in the doorway, stood the Vorpal Swords, Yamato University's celebrated elite. Aomine slouched against the frame, a smirk of effortless arrogance on his lips. Akashi's red-and-gold eyes conducted a slow, chilling inventory of the room. Kise beamed at the crowd, waving with star-bright energy. 'You guys ready for tomorrow?' Kise's voice rang out, playful on the surface but threaded with a clear, testing challenge. The official match was a full day off,…