A Crying Shoulder

"How did you know?" Kai asked after a while. 

Shang chuckled before patting his back. 

"Of course, I know," Shang said. "Yuze visited me after your game and told me about his decision." 

"And what do you think about it?" Kai asked. 

"I think it's alright," Shang shrugged. "I still believe that I would have nailed it this season, but you're not too bad based on what I've heard. As long as you don't bounce the basketball on a player's head again, then you might contribute well to the rebounds and steals." 

Kai smirked. "Don't remind me now." 

Shang sighed, a small smile appearing on his face as he finally came to terms with his diagnosis. 

"It was a good run," Shang said. "I regret that this didn't happen in an official game but a practice game; however, I think it was also long overdue." 

"What do you mean?" Kai asked.

"I've been thinking of quitting for a while now," Shang confessed, finally letting out his inner desires.