It was another sunny day at peaks valley ballpark, the sun beating onto the passerbys as they came to and from the field. To any outsider, it would be just another day. But to Yuwen, this was one of the best days of the year.

’Pickles Tryouts!’

Even though Yuwen knew he had a basically gaurenteed spot on the team as their pitcher, he still liked to go and watch the newbies try out, just to see if they were good. To see if some of them could rival him, even.

“Bye mom!” Yuwen called out as he got out of his mom’s food truck, rolling his eyes at her coddling. It was always the same thing, ‘You’re gonna do so good!’ ‘Be nice!’ ‘Make sure to drink water!’ ‘Did you put on deodorant?’ ‘Say hi to that Taylor girl, even if you broke up.’

Yuwen put on his pickles cap, walking to the field and scoping out the other players.