Oh God. They saw.
Mizutani had shown up to practice early because he forgot to set his clocks back an hour for Daylight Savings. He really didn't feel like practicing by himself, so he took out the old pair of drumsticks in his bag, put on his headphones, and started drumming away. He could feel every beat of the songs he listened to and even started improvising during the lyric breaks. Before he knew it, he was lost in the music, letting the sticks run wild, dancing around his fingers. He was so entrapped in the music that he didn't know the rest of the team showed up until Izumi pried his headphones off.
"You have to teach me that!" Tajima took the drumsticks out of Mizutani's hands. The only person who wasn't amazed with his drumming was Abe who was changing into practice clothes. Abe paused for a minute to think before buttoning up the rest of his shirt.
"Too bad Crap Left can't catch fly balls like he catches those sticks."
