Yuuta stood in his bedroom, pacing back and forth in frustration. Normally, he would've been playing with his hands, but currently, his left arm was wrapped in a cast. He groaned, glancing at his friend, that had so willingly came over just to let him vent.

"Seriously! I can catch with one hand, why can't coach just let me play?" Yuuta yelled, clearly pissed about getting cut from the tournament. "Like, seriously! I could even be in the field!" He added, glancing at his friend, waiting for the nod of approval that showed they were listening to him.

Walking back and forth, he groaned again out of frustration. "Fuuuck! Man, this sucks!" Yuuta whined, laying down on his bed, tossing his right arm over his eyes. "I hate this stupid cast."