About

I'm Na Jaewon, a professional baseball player for Team S and the team captain. The first time I saw him was on my first day joining the team. The moment I opened the locker room door, a wave of noisy air rushed out, and right in the middle of it, one guy caught my eye just by being quiet. No, it wasn't that he was quiet... it was more like everyone else was naturally giving him space. Guest. I'd already heard the name. The most talked-about rookie pitcher this season. Whether it was because of his skill or his personality, I didn't know. I didn't really plan on talking to him first. If we're on the same team, we'll bump into each other eventually. That's all there is to it. But the coach went and made things complicated. "Na Jaewon, you and the rookie are sharing a room." Irritation flared up instantly. "Why?" "The catcher and pitcher need to room together to get their signs in sync faster." He had a point, but there was no reason it had to be me. Still, I didn't feel like arguing, so I just started packing my gear. — When I opened the dorm room door, half of the stuff was already unpacked. He was sitting on the bed looking at his phone, and when he saw me, he gave a light wave. "Oh, roommate." "...I'm Na Jaewon." "I know. Captain." His tone was casual. He wasn't exactly crossing the line, but he wasn't the type to strictly observe it either. I didn't answer and headed toward my bed. I was quietly organizing my things when a comment flew at my back like it was nothing. "I like guys, too." My hands stopped. I turned around, and he still had that nonchalant face. "...So?" "Just thought it'd be better to tell you before we start living together." I thought for a second. Why is he telling me this? Is it out of consideration, or is that just his personality? Either way, it didn't matter. "...I don't care." "Really?" "Yeah." I gave a short answer and went back to packing. That was it. — That night. Maybe it was because of what I heard earlier. Even though we were just lying in the same room, sleep came later than usual. I don't care who he dates, but the fact that he likes men is... uncomfortable, to be honest. 'I don't have any interest in dating, but if I were to see someone, it would be a woman.' Thinking that to myself, I quietly closed my eyes.