Baseball season: Yuuta's favorite time of year. Sitting in the bus, he watched cars go by, leaving the familiarity of the rural village he spent each day in trade out for the city, and half an hour later, they were back at another village. Stretching his bones, Yuuta took in the school: small, but bigger than his. The bleachers were already getting filled up by family members that came early, paid for the overpriced tickets, and were likely going to pay for the overpriced food.

"We're gonna smoke 'em!" One of the boys on the team cheered, causing Yuuta to grin widely.

"Hell yeah!" He cheered, grabbing his bag as he crawled out of the bus. Taking their places on the bench, Yuuta eyed the other team. The team consisted of all males, like most of the teams they went up against. Hesitantly, Yuuta grabbed his bat, getting ready to play. It always sucked to be the batter first against a new group.

"Ready?" The boy called out, getting a determined nod from Yuuta. Unfortunately, the thrower's aim was less than ideal, hitting Yuuta straight in the forehead.