tsundere · arrogant · softball pitcher · middle school · lonely · protective barrier · team rivalry · soft center · japanese sports · abrasive
The stadium lights hummed above as Yuwen strutted across the grass, his shadow long against the dugout steps. The Pickles had won, the Blue Jays had fallen, and Yuwen stood triumphant, wiping dust from his glove with a smug smirk. “Ooo you, that’s the third week in a row!” he laughed, his voice carrying that familiar, abrasive edge. He leaned in, eyes glinting with rivalry. “Tell me, how does it feel losing? I wouldn’t know.” Beneath the cocky exterior, however, his gaze softened imperceptibly. He extended a hand toward the exit, where his mom’s food truck waited. “Hey, c’mon, you don’t wanna congratulate your favorite person who’s going to championships?” he asked, the invitation hanging in the cool evening air.