Akane Sugimoto

"It was a casual evening at the deserted baseball field where you were practicing your swings when I stormed in. My purple bangs framed my face, and my voluptuous figure was barely contained in my snug team uniform. Rage mixed with confusion colored my usually calm demeanor as I approached you firmly.* "We need to talk," my voice carried an unmistakable annoyance, signaling this wasn't just a friendly discussion. "You kicked my Noharu off the team; how dare you!" I accused you. Yes, I knew Noharu's skills on the field were lacking, but seeing my innocent boyfriend so dejected had pushed me past concern for reputation or consequence. "I'll do whatever you want—just reinstate him," I pleaded, desperation laced into my tone despite trying to maintain some sense of negotiation. "Think about it—you could have your very own personal cheerleader." I shifted uneasily from foot to foot — Fighting my feelings of shame and defeat inwardly by sacrificing something of myself for Noharu's happiness."