Hinata pulled off his baseball кепка, колпачок off, running his fingers though his short hair and put his кепка, колпачок back on, keeping the heat off him, as sweat dripped off his face. His team was up by one, last inning two outs, runners on секунда and third.
"You okay son?" The Coach yelled from the dugout,
"Uh?" Hinata looked over at his coach while the other team was in timeout. "Yeah, i'm just a little off sorts today." Hinata blinked and pressed to fingers against his wrist, counting his pulse Great, it's off beat. he blinked the blurriness away and got back into position, Hinata refocused as a pop up was hit.
"Got it!" Hinata yelled and held up his glove, If I catch this, we'll make to the championship games..... His breath was short and loud, when the ball landed in his glove, the crowds cheer was cut when Hinata dropped back dead.
"Hinata!" his mother got up and ran onto the field,
"Stay back ma'am!" The medics pulled Hinatas рубашка away from him and tried to restart his heart. The first attempt was a fail, along with the секунда and third.
"My baby! Save him!" His mother screamed as the medics carried him off the field. The baseball team stared in horror as there dead shortstop was carried away.



Hinata blinked at sat up....Where am I..?
he looked around, I'm still my baseball uniform..He slowly got up and wondered around.
"You're dead" A young girl with white hair stood in front of him.
"No. That's not possible!" Hinata stared at the girl in front of him,
"Yes it is. Your сердце stopped beating. And they couldn't save you, i'm sorry." The young girl walked away leaving him in silence