When the game ended, Harry Lane looked at the scoreboard and smiled. It was a genuine smile that came from deep within; he knew in that moment that he had completely fallen in love with basketball.
Harry whispered to himself: Thank you, Coach Ruby.
After the game, Harry went out for a late-night victory meal with the team. Once they returned to the gym to pack up, Harry hopped on his motorcycle and headed home.
Back at the house, Harry took a long, hot bath and closed his eyes to replay the match in his mind. He recalled every play with meticulous detail—one of the few areas where Harry truly excelled. His ability to summarize and reflect was a key reason his skills had skyrocketed over the past month.
He spent half an hour lost in thought.
Then, Harry remembered that Ruby Sutton hadn
