SeaWolves (2)

Cain followed his gaze and let out a small smile, "That's Rohan, one of our starting pitchers. He takes a little while to warm up to people, don't stress about it."

Ken nodded and threw it to the back of his mind. He wasn't naive enough to think that everybody would like him, nor did they need to. As long as he played well enough, he would quickly move through the ranks up to the Majors.

"Wanna throw me some pitches?" Rick asked, his eyes showing his excitement.

"Ken won't be training today, he's got a medical evaluation and physical testing to do. As long as he passes, you'll be free to test out his arms." Coach Matthews interjected.

"Arms?"

"Oh you didn't know? Ken is a switch pitcher."

"HUH!? No way right…" Rick's jaw dropped as he looked at Ken for confirmation.

To see a grown man look at him this way, Ken felt a little uncomfortable.

"Y—Yes, but my right is faster." He admitted.