Kimura paused as other shoes began to squeak behind him. First the twins, which seemed to be joking around instead of stretching or warming up. Secondly, a strange figure appeared in the distance. He sat down, watching as if he was fond of the sport, but did not say a word. He was pretty tall, it was obvious he had some sort of basketball background, his smile gave it away. After that, the rest of the bunch made a ruckus as they entered the gymnasium, Michiko leading the path. Copy Cat and Shadow were the ones following her. Little ol' Copy Cat though, decided to make a stupid remark. 

"....we need to get all you up to an acceptable level..." he had said. This phrase ran circles in Kimura's head. His blood began to boil irritably, forcing him to stop dribbling and start walking up to the wannabe. "Look her kid!" Kimura started. "Just because you think you're all that doesn't mean a damn thing. If your gonna bring that attitude into this gym, the forget about it. You can kiss your sign-up sheet goodbye and walk away. I don't have time to deal with people who think they're better than everyone else here. Got that?!" 

Without waiting for a response, Teshira-senpai, as he was called, started placing orange cones from rim to rim. There was one cone between each rim and half court. They would start with some conditioning. The exercise itself is known as the Suicide Drill. "Michiko, I hope you brought a timer of some sort. Now, everyone get over there at the starting line" Kimura pointed towards the baseline closest to the door. "What you will do is run from the baseline to the first cone, sprint back to the baseline then run to half court. You continue by running back to the baseline, then all the way to the opposite baseline and back. You've got thirty seconds to do the first one, plenty of time. Michiko, go ahead and time them. If one of them doesn't make the time, then make them do twenty burpees. I've got something I need to take care of" Kimura finished, looking up at the guy watching them. 

So with that done, Kimura began to walk up to the mysterious figure. He sat in the row below him, watching the court and his new teammates. "You play?" he asked the mysterious guy, already knowing the answer to his own question. "Why don't you join us? We could use someone your size" Kimura stated, not making contact with the student. "As you can obviously see, our this team is brand new. I can't promise you we'll get anything out of this season, but I can make sure we try our best. You don't have to make a decision right now, just think it over" Kimura said, standing back up. "There is a couple of spare shorts in the men's locker room" he added as he began his journey back to the sideline.