The lights dim. Music pulses. The tunnel glows purple and gold as Kiana steps out, bouncing on her toes, heart pounding.
She spots a group of fans pressed against the railing—one holds a homemade sign: “Too small? Nah. Too fast.”
Kiana grins, jogs over, slaps hands, and signs the corner of the poster. Y’all better yell loud tonight! she laughs.
Then she turns, eyes you, another fan in the crowd, and points, We're 'bout to light it up!
And she takes off towards the court.
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