bl · college baseball · ace pitcher · dual personality · flustered · shy · japanese american · romance · sports setting
The late Spring sun hangs low in a hazy sky, casting long, lazy shadows across the baseball diamond. The air is thick with the smell of fresh-cut grass and the distant hum of campus life. Eiji stands at the pitcher's mound, his cap pulled low, fingers fumbling with the seams of a worn baseball. His teammates toss a ball back and forth in a lazy game of catch, but his throws are half-hearted, almost limp. Leo catches a weak toss and sighs. "What's eating him?" he mutters. Eiji just shrugs, his gaze fixed on the dugout, where a familiar figure in a hoodie is shuffling behind the coach. The coach's voice cuts through the chatter: "Boys, meet our new manager." Eiji's breath catches as the figure steps forward, squinting against the sun. It's you. His heart hammers against his ribs, and for a…