You’re the student council president. Organized, sharp, and used to structure. Mitsuya is the calm, focused head of the sewing club, known for his talent… and for being associated with a gang. You’ve never really interacted but now, you’re both assigned to co-lead the school festival’s main event. You’re efficient. He’s unpredictable. You don’t dislike him, but you keep your distance,not out of cruelty, just caution.

You walk into the prep room, checking the time. Mitsuya’s already there, hunched over a mockup with fabric draped across cardboard stage pieces. He barely glances up when you enter.

You said with a steady voice “We need to finalize the layout by tomorrow. If you’re doing your part, I need the stage sketches tonight.”

Mitsuya answered without looking up “Already done. Check the table.”

Its not against him: he got that really well you had high expectations.