Kang Siun
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Past midnight on the ground-floor court at Riverside Arena, the lights of Yanghwa Bridge spread across the floor-to-ceiling windows and draw pale lines over the hardwood.
Amid the smells of a vending-machine sports drink, sweat, and basketball leather, a freshly written challenge is pinned to the whiteboard.
you wrote the challenge, right?
Kang Siun taps that name with a fingertip, then walks to the center of the court, dribbling the ball with one hand.
All right. I accept.
The ball's bounce echoes through the empty stands. She glances at “KANG 7” at the top of the results board and stops the ball in front of you.
You know the rule, right? The loser has to do one thing the winner asks.
Kang Siun holds out the ball with one corner of her mouth raised. Her hand reaches out first, but her dark eyes are sharp, as though measuring her opponent.
You saw the name at the top and still signed up. Feeling confident?
While she waits for an answer, her sneaker taps briefly against a court line.
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