Eijun Sawamura... the loud first year (nearly second year) southpaw pitcher of seidou. The naive boy that can't see the obvious... he's always running after Miyuki-senpai shouting for him to catch his pitches but that's all he wants... or is it? Miy...
Sorry... the drawing isn't as accurate as I hoped for my OC
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I seem to be doing a little more of Miyuki's Pov then I initially planned XD it just fits better for some scenes I guess *shrugs*
Miyuki Pov
I look over at Sawamura who is nearly finished his rice, I look back at my still full third bowl of rice. Why does it seem harder to eat than usual? I look at the rice as I can tell a look of disgust is on my face as I continue eating slowly. I finish half the bowl before I just stop and look away from the bowl, I feel sick eating... this isn't good. I look at my hands slightly as I think, "are you okay?" Sawamura asks looking into my eyes and tilting his head slightly.
I go to answer him when the sound of the canteen doors opening catches my attention. The coach is walking in with a boy that has red eyes and black hair, strange eyes. I look to Sawamura who is looking at the boy with curiosity, "he seems strange," he says as he finishes the last clump of his rice. I go back to eating slowly as the coach is talking, I'm trying to ignore everything so I can eat. It seems like the biggest challenge just to take another bite. I put the rice in my mouth as the coach stops speaking for a second. I look up to see everyone looking at me, "did you hear anything I said Miyuki?" I swallow my food before I nod once. This is going to be the end of me... Sawamura pokes my shoulder slightly making me jump a little. "He didn't hear you," Sawamura says making me glare at him. The coach gives me a stern look, "Luca here is your responsibility at school... he would originally be in with the current first years before graduation but since you are the only student that can speak Korean he is with you until then," great. Just fucking great!
"Do I need to? I already have enough of a workload... adding this first year to that list, will be hard," the coach gives me a stern look again as I pick at my rice deciding to push it to the side on the tray so it isn't in front of me, "okay... I'll look after the little first year. If everything blows up in your face, good luck," I say looking the coach in the eyes before picking up my tray and walking to the front. I put the tray down at the little sill area, "thank you for the food. I apologise for not eating everything," I bow my head before looking to the first year that was already in our school uniform and with his school jacket on as well.
Sawamura walks up to the front putting his tray down and thanking the chefs for the food. "Should we be going?" I say to Sawamura before looking to the first year, "time to go, first year," the boy nods his head before following us out the canteen. "You should go ahead Sawamura as to not be swarmed," I say as he looks at me with a serious expression. "You didn't eat all your food and I know you don't have a bento, we got back too late for you to make one," he hands me a small pastry type thing. "It's a foreign sweet, I know you don't like sweet things but it's actually quite bitter. You'll like it," he says before walking ahead and smiles slightly at me over his shoulder.
"So what's your name?" I ask the boy who seems confused by the conversation I just had with Sawamura. "Luca Park. You can call me Park or Luca," I look at him suspiciously since Luca isn't a Korean name and is Italian if I'm not mistaken. I'm guessing he had parents similar to my own... one from the country we live and the other a foreigner.
