Chapter 17

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[[I've decided to named the chapter by number cause I ran out of title names sorry.]]

The locker room was dead silent, bodies of worn out baseball players, sat on both sides of long blue benches. Arching their spines upwards while their heads hung low.

Footsteps of an impatient sweaty frustrated coach; walking back and forth, with arms pulled behind.

The anticipation was suffocating everyone. Waiting to be lashed out by the wrath of the head coach.

Back and forth, back and forth.Two minutes of walking both direction felt like 5 minutes. The coach turned on the ball of his heels, swaying back to face his players. He does not look directly at them but enough were he sees them in the corner of his eyes.

He walked back again, and mid way he stopped. Everyone swallowed what was left of their soul. Clenching hands, shaking legs, sweat beating off their heads and necks. The coach lets out a grunt.

"hmh"

The team felt the daggers aiming at their backs.

"Is this what I call a team,hmmh?" He spoke in a clamming but deadly manner.

No one said anything.

The coach spoke again.

"Is this WHAT I CALL A TEAM!?" His voice boomed through the locker room sending chills up their spine as they jolted from the anger he had released.

Everyone started to muffle out words of mercy.

"No sir."

The coach felt annoyed.

"So, then what is a team hmm?" His voice went back to his regular tone as he began to walk back and forth again.

No one would budged to speak up.

"No answers then, huh?" The coach stopped at the end of the lane with his back facing his players.

He inhaled sharply.

"I've worked for 20 years at this school, coaching for the baseball team, training the best of the best, bringing the potential out of each and everyone of you."

"But here's my problem."

"Am I not training you well enough, am I not disciplining each and everyone of you enough. Am I not teaching you what you need to be taught, am.. I a horrible coach?"

All at once everyone nervously spoke louder.

"No sir."

"THEN WHY DO YOU INSULT ME!!"

"Coach."

Everyone pivited their heads towards the person who spoke and it was Baekhyun.

Baekhyun sat up properly and straight.

Looking at his hands resting on his lap.

The coach turns to look at his captain of the team, not making one single eye contact.

"Is there something you have to say." The coach narrowed his eyes at his top player. Eating away at his flesh.

"We apologize for making you upset but...."

"But?" The coach said sarcastically

Baekhyun clenched his fist into his lap looking down at the floor.

"There should be no buts... Cap..tian." The coach emphasized sarcastically. Meanwhile as the coach kept rambling on.

In the far right corner on the bench, Tae kept glancing over at Baek, feeling guilty for his mistake of the game.

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