the sun beams down on the baseball field, causing the stands you sit on to burn to the touch. there are a few players out on the grounds, yet a certain boy catches your eye.

it seems like he's in his own world, completely focusing on his practice. there's a gleam to him as the light reflects off of his sweaty, flushed face.

he started running across the grounds. His foot hits the earth with every stride, almost in rhythm with the sound of the ball hitting the bat in the batting cage.