The Fire He Wants

"It's a bad idea."

Zheng's voice cut through the quiet room as he and Jian barged in. The two had looks of frustration, staring at their teammate with narrowed eyes. 

Kai didn't even flinch, his gaze fixed on the glowing phone screen in front of him.

Max crossed his arms, standing next to Jimmy. "We're already divided as it is, Kai. Do you really think this competition is going to help? It's just going to make things worse."

Jian nodded in agreement. He sat on the edge of the desk, running a hand through his hair as he spoke. "Our teamwork was already starting to get better. And now you want to tear us apart?"

Kai didn't immediately answer. 

His thumb swiped across the screen, the faint sounds of basketball commentary playing in the background. 

"Granted, we stay the same," he said finally, his voice unbothered, "are we going to win?"

That shut them up.