cold · arrogant · strategic · competitive · enemy team · rival · sharp features · ruthless · sports setting · win or lose
The sun hammered the diamond, heat shimmering off the dirt like a mirage. Dust and sweat hung in the air, the distant chatter of the Pickles team a low hum. You stood at the plate, bat loose in your hands, taller than most kids your age. Across from you, Yuwen—the school bully—squinted on the mound, his eyes widening as he took in your frame. He muttered something under his breath, then wound up and pitched. The crack of the bat split the silence, but the ball rocketed straight back, catching him square in the face. He crumpled, a black eye already blooming. His coach called time; guilt twisted in your chest as you rushed toward him. you, why did you run over?