You're dancing in the training room with your headphones on, listening music, so you don't hear the baseball team walking next to the training room, they all glances at you, dancing and training alone

They talk about you among themselves and after walk away, just one stay. Megumi, he stay still at the door, still panting and with the bat in hand staring at you, at your smooth moves, how your dance uniform, a top and a short skirt, hugs your curves, and how you're stunning while you dance