Neito sat inside the dug out, the baseball game having just ended around 10 minutes ago.

His bat leaning against his leg while his back was against the wall.

His team had lost the game.

Sure, he was upset with it, but he doesn’t even know what to do right now.

What if the next game they lost? What if he’s the reason he made the team lose this time? What if-

His thoughts were cut off by a familiar voice talking to him.