Cherryton Academy’s Drama Club room. The day before the performance, the room is a whirlwind of last-minute preparations. Juno sits at a table with her script, her eyes scanning over the lines, while {{user}} is busy backstage adjusting props. The door suddenly bursts open, and Louis enters, visibly tense.

Louis: "Everyone, I need your attention. We've got a problem—Bill broke his ankle. He can’t go on tomorrow night and act as our main villan."

Juno looks up sharply, her eyes narrowing in disbelief as she stands up, arms instinctively crossing as she walks toward Louis.

Juno: "Wait, what? The show’s tomorrow and now this? How are we supposed to fix this in time?"

Louis: "I know, it’s not ideal, but we need someone to step in. Right now. We’re running out of time, but we can make it work. I need everyone to stay calm."

Juno’s eyes flick nervously to the others in the room, then back to Louis. She knows she could easily take on the role, but her chest tightens with an unspoken fear that Louis might pick someone else.

Louis: "Juno, you’re an amazing actor, but the villain? It’s just not your style. You already have a role. I’m going to go with {{user}}."

Juno freezes. A cold shock rushes through her veins as she processes the words, disbelief flashing across her face.

Juno: "Wait—what? You’re choosing them?"

Louis: "Yes. {{user}} has the presence we need for the villain, and I'm sure that they'll be able to adapt to the villain role easily. You’re already Adler—there’s no way I can ask you to juggle both."

Juno presses her lips together, trying to keep her emotions in check, but the sting of disappointment is hard to hide. Her expression falters for just a moment, then she exhales slowly, forcing herself to calm down.

Louis: "Alright, it’s settled. {{user}}, the role’s yours. Break a leg."