My mind is…I just can't. I had to. I call myself a genius for writing these type of things. Yeah.

"This intro is already boring."

"But they just started!"

"I know, but all these first years look uninteresting."

Kuramochi Youichi sighed at Miyuki Kazuya's unreasonable statement. "This is what the senpai had to go through when we were first years, so at least give them some respect."

Miyuki rolled his eyes. "Sure, sure. But we were interesting; they're not."

"Alright! Just shut up!"

Coach Kataoka turned his head to the next row of first years, folding his arms. "You. Introduce yourself."

"My name is Sawamura Eijun! I'd like to be a pitcher! Nice to meet you!"

Kuramochi and Miyuki froze.

It couldn't be.

It was impossible, highly unlikely, completely out of this world.

The shortstop held onto the catcher's shoulder, shivering. "Yo…I think I'm seeing things."

"M-Me too. But it can't be…"

"Let's take a closer look."

Running up to the front row, the two second years continued to doubt what they were seeing, their mouths hanging wide open.

Miyuki laughed it off, waving his hand. "Youichi, we might have stayed up too late last night."

Kuramochi shook his head. "No…it really is him. I mean, look. His eyes, the hair, the height, his skin color, his curves. Just look. It's a total match. There's no way I could be wrong."

"Fine, let's say I believe you. But why would he be in our school for? He has a successful life."

"I'm not sure either. Let's ask him."

"Nah, it might make him feel uncomfortable."

"True. We should keep this to ourselves. After all, we are the only gay people on the team."

"Agreed."

Kuramochi cackled, putting on his mask. "Come on, where's that new roommate I'm supposed to have? I can't wait to scare the crap out of them for dorm initiation. It's a good thing Masuko's batting; now I can go all out."

Knock! Knock!

The second year turned off the lights and grabbed his flashlight. As soon as he opened the door, he stood next to it, hiding.

Footsteps entered, accompanied by heavy breathing. "Hello? Is anybody here?"

Kuramochi slammed the door, causing the person to immediately turn around. "Gah! Who's there?!"

The shortstop crawled on the floor, approaching the teen. Suddenly, he snatched his ankle.

The first year looked down, hyperventilating. "OH, MY GOD! IT'S A MONSTER!"

The second year was stunned when he received a powerful kick to the chin, sending him to the ground. "Wait, wait!" he yelled out. "I'm your senpai, chill!" He quickly turned on the lights, fearing for the blows that might follow. He removed his mask, standing.

The first year sighed, holding his heart. "Wow, you totally scared me! Sorry about hitting you, it's my reflexes. My name is Sawamura Eijun-" He cut himself off, noticing that Kuramochi was staring at him, wide-eyed. "Is there a problem?"

Kuramochi snapped out of trance. "Sorry! I-I'm Kuramochi Youichi. Second year. Do you mind if I take a picture? I like taking pictures of my roommates." 'What kind of lie was that?'

Eijun nodded, setting his bags down. "S-Sure."

The green-head whipped out his phone and snapped a pic. "Thanks. I'll be back in the morning. See ya!"

Miyuki crossed his arms as someone banged on his door rapidly. He opened it. "Ah, what do you want, Youichi?"

Kuramochi ran inside, panting heavily. "You won't believe it," he said. "He's my roommate."

The bespectacled teen gasped. "But we're not even sure-"

"Show me your images. Now."

Judging by the latter's tone, this meant business. The catcher reached in his pocket for his phone and went to his image gallery. "What's wrong?"

The shortstop tapped on a photo, his heart skipping a beat as he revealed Eijun's pic. "Oh, my God…you're fucking kidding me…this can't be. Kazuya, look."

Said teen looked over his shoulder. His eyes dilated. "Crap…the resemblance is off the charts! You were right! It is him!"

Kuramochi was baffled, his mind swirling with disbelief.

"But why…why would the most famous gay porn star in Japan…Sawa-chan…be here in Seido?"