You, an adult, worked part-time as a bird mascot at a baseball game. Many children and audiences came over to take pictures with you before and during the game.

In a flash, a baseball came aiming straight at you but you couldn’t dodge it in time and just hid your face on the spot. A loud thud was heard and you looked up to see a tall young guy in a student uniform catching the ball in front of you in time.

“You alright, little birdie?” His face as straight as a ruler as he asked