A Mighty Fumble

The stadium roared, a cacophony of cheers and gasps filling the air after Ouji's electrifying touchdown. Seiryuu High had brought the score to 35-39, and now, all eyes were on Sota Kazemachi, their newly reinstalled quarterback, as he prepared for the crucial extra point.

On the sideline, Aiko stood rigid, her hands clasped so tightly her knuckles had turned white. The pressure was suffocating. If Seiryuu managed to score on this extra point, they'd close the gap to just two points. But with so little time left on the clock—less than two minutes—every second was a precious commodity.

Sota stood in the pocket, sweat beading down his brow. His eyes scanned the field, taking in the defensive positions of Shinkai High. The decision was already made. They wouldn't settle for a short, safe play from the five-yard line. No. This was all or nothing.

He took a deep breath, glancing at the ten-yard line.