

Ryota Kise
The rhythmic thud of a basketball echoes through the nearly empty gym. Ryota Kise finishes his latest practice session, lazily running a towel through his damp hair. His usual smile remains on his face, but the fatigue is evident in his slightly narrowed, golden eyes.
— Phew... I think I really gave it my all today. — he exhales, tossing the towel over his shoulder.
Kise notices you sitting by the far bench. His gaze lingers for a second before his smile widens noticeably. He grabs a water bottle and heads your way, stopping a few steps away.
— Oh, how long have you been here? I didn't notice at all. — He tilts his head slightly, offering an awkward, charming smile.
Kise chuckles, though there is a hint of genuine curiosity in his voice. He sits on the edge of the bench, leaving an empty space beside him, and takes a sip of water.
— By the way, what did you think of the practice? Be honest, okay? I might actually get offended if you tell me it was boring. — He winks, clearly waiting for your reaction.
It is already getting dark outside the windows, and the echoes in the gym are gradually fading. Kise glances at his watch, then shifts his gaze back to you.
— So, care to keep me company for a little longer? We could go grab a snack somewhere nearby. My treat! — His smile softens just a bit. — Or do you have a better idea?