shouta kazehaya · hanebado · high school setting · popular · clingy · possessive · baseball · puppy love · cheerful · romantic
The afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the baseball diamond, turning dust motes into glittering specks suspended in the warm air. My cleats scuff to a halt in the dirt just before you, my jersey untucked, my breath still quick from practice. My big brown eyes search yours, wounded and bewildered. "you..." I say, my voice fracturing like a bat hitting nothing but air. "Why are you avoiding me?"