Muichiro Tokito x Reader- 𝓓𝓸𝓷𝓽 𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓜𝓮 靄

The Game and Pressures

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The next day, was a B day. You know what that mean...gym was the first class. Ugh. At least Mr. Tomioka is the teacher, He's my second favorite. Its crazy how other students hate him....hmph.

"Hi Mr. Tomioka!" I say as I enter the gym. He sort of smiles back at me and nods, "Good morning Y/n. Go ahead to the locker room if you need to change. Otherwise you can warm up."

I look at the board and see its no longer smudged with soccer rules and methods. Now its...softball? Oh wait, no, Baseball.

"Were playing baseball?" I ask.

Mr. Tomioka nods, "Yeah. I figured it would be good for those on the baseball team to be able to practice for their game today. If they win it, they get to play the championship game. And I guess...the others might like it. I honestly don't care."

"Hm. That's interesting. Thanks." I walk towards the locker room and put on my gym uniform. I honestly have no idea how to play baseball...so...that's going to suck.

Time skip~
I exit the locker room with Kanao. We haven't really been able to bond, but we have a lot in common. And I know she like Tanjiro....

"Oh, looks like Muichiro is practicing" I says.

Hmm?

I see Muichiro and some other boys throwing baseballs back and forth. Once I make sure Madison and Aiden weren't around, I walk towards them.

"Hey Muichi-"

"Y/n!!" He whips around, grabs my arms, and jerks me towards him. I land right in his arms, and look at him in confusion.

"W-What?"

He lets go quickly then slightly pushes me. "You moron! Cant you ever at least try to avoid danger?!"

I was still very confused so I said nothing.

"..."

Muichiro sighs and wipes the sweat from his forehead, "You could have been hit by an airborne baseball. That hurts. Like...A lot."

Now I understood his reaction. He's right...that would not have felt too good.

"Oh. Right. Thank you..." I say nervously.

Muichiro's POV

I could tell she was embarrassed about what had happened...and I feel bad for yelling...but I mean, if she got hit by the ball, it wouldn't have been too good. Especially if it had hit her head.

I lifted my hand and ruffled her hair. "Alright Dummy, Go wait on the bleachers so you don't get hit."

The corner of my mouth started to lift as she listened to me. She's too cute...

"Uhh, Muichiro? Are you going to throw the ball?" One of my teammates asked from across the gym.

"Oh. Yes." I ran back to grab the ball that had almost hit Y/n in the head. I clutch it in my grasp, "jerk..."

I tossed the ball up and caught it. That's usually a habit...Then I throw the ball hard towards the catcher.

I usually play pitcher for my team. Its almost like...I just intimidate my victims er- I mean, opponents. Simple.

"Alright Muichiro, that's enough. Nobody in this room can play at your level, so just start teaching someone" Mr. Tomioka said.

He was right to be honest...If I didn't stop, we could bust up a window.