Batter Up - Winrina

Chapter 1

Jimin's alarm shattered the tranquil silence of her room, its insistent buzzing slicing through the remnants of her dreams. With a soft groan, she reached out, her hand fumbling until it found the source of the noise. With a swift motion, she silenced it, though the remnants of sleep still clung to her like a stubborn fog.

The room was bathed in the soft glow of dawn, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains to cast gentle patterns on the walls. Jimin stretched, feeling the comforting pull of her muscles as she eased into wakefulness.

As she sat up, she couldn't shake the sense of anticipation that coiled in the pit of her stomach, a potent mix of excitement and nervousness for the day ahead. Today was more than just another ordinary day—it was the day of the practice match a chance for her team to prove themselves on the field.

With a deep breath, Jimin swung her legs over the side of the bed and pushed herself to her feet. The hardwood floor felt cool beneath her bare feet, a sharp contrast to the warmth of her blankets.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead," a voice called from the doorway, and Jimin turned to see her brother Wonbin leaning against the frame, a playful grin on his face.

Jimin couldn't help but smile in return, the sight of her brother's familiar face banishing the last traces of sleep from her mind. "Morning, Bin. What time is it?"

Wonbin glanced at his watch before flashing her a mischievous grin. "Time for you to get moving. You don't want to be late for the big game, do you?"

With a laugh, Jimin threw a pillow in his direction, though her heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nerves at the mention of the match.

As she navigated the bustling halls of Solin High, Jimin exchanged greetings with classmates and friends, her thoughts consumed by the impending match. She felt a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves as she approached her locker, where her best friend Aeri was waiting for her.

"Hey, Jimin!" Aeri exclaimed, falling into step beside her. "You ready to show Sejong High what we're made of?"

Jimin grinned, her competitive spirit igniting at the prospect. "Absolutely. We've got this."

Together, they made their way to their first period class, Art History, where Mrs. Kim greeted them with a warm smile.

The morning sun filtered through the windows of Jimin's classroom, casting a warm glow over the rows of desks and the eager faces of her classmates. Jimin sat at her desk, her attention divided between the lesson on the board and the quiet murmurs of excitement that filled the room.

"Good morning, class," Mrs. Kim said, her voice filling the room. "Before we begin, I'd like to introduce our newest student, Minjeong, who has joined us on an athletic scholarship for baseball."

Jimin's curiosity peaked at the mention of a new student, and she eagerly awaited Minjeong's entrance wondering how good could someone be at a sport she dominated at a school like this on an athletic scholarship?

When Minjeong walked in, Jimin's breath caught in her throat. The girl exuded confidence and strength, her presence commanding attention as she introduced herself to the class. Jimin couldn't tear her gaze away, her mind racing with a flurry of emotions. Her wolf cut hair cascaded down her shoulders the vibrant but dark red her neatly shaped her face, she moved her hair out of her face with her hands letting it flow over her forehead. Jimin took notice of her hands... those hands... though her nails were trimmed nicely her hands were long and thick. Perfect for the game she was indulging in and other things... Jimin's face flushed at the thought of something so erotic.

As the day progressed, Jimin's thoughts kept drifting back to Minjeong, her mind filled with questions and uncertainties. She couldn't deny the pang of threat that surged through her at the sight of Minjeong's athletic prowess, coupled with an undeniable sense of intrigue.