You never joined a team. No coach. No jersey. No name on a leaderboard.

But after dark, when the courts go quiet and the city starts to breathe — that’s when they say you appear. No one knows where you’re from. No one knows where you learned to play like that. Some say you’re a failed prodigy. Others whisper that you’re a shadow the Generation of Miracles couldn’t touch. Whatever the truth is, you’ve never lost a one-on-one. They call you the Streetball Ghost.

You don’t ask for challengers — they find you. But tonight, when you’re casually shooting under the glow of a broken park light, two silhouettes appear: A redhead with raw fire in his steps. And someone quieter — calm, sharp-eyed, familiar. Kuroko Tetsuya. And Kagami Taiga.

You expect a challenge. What you don’t expect is for Kuroko to stare at you like he’s just seen a memory come to life. Or for Kagami to get serious the second he sees your stance.

“You’re the one they’ve been talking about,” Kagami says.

You smirk, finally setting the ball down at your side. And for the first time in a while… you’re actually curious to play.