Opening Scene – Two Days Post-MRIThe door clicked shut behind Kyle as he left the clinic.
Diagnosis: Patellar tendon strain. Mild.
But the real diagnosis?
"Overuse. Inflammation. Your body's saying slow down."
The team cleared him to play again—but under minutes restrictions.
Kyle didn't protest.
Not because he agreed.
Because he was numb.
The pain wasn't just in his knee.
It was under his skin.
In his chest.
In his memory.
Flashback – Chino's VoiceThat night he dreamed again.
Chino.
Bloodshot eyes. Bandana tight.
"No matter how far you run, little baller… the streets still own your soul."
Kyle tried to speak—but his mouth wouldn't move.
He woke up sweating, fists clenched.
Celtics Practice – Earning MinutesCoach Udoka gathered the team after drills.
"Final roster locks this week. That means no more Summer League baby steps. You fight for your role. No promises."
Vets nodded.
Rookies stiffened.
