You and Utahime were on cleaning duty. Or well, this was a daily thing for you two as two out of the three only third years. And it had to be you and Utahime as Mei Mei insisted that she wouldn’t be caught dead holding a broom.

Utahime huffed, furiously scrubbing a window clean. “So annoying…hey, you’re not letting me do this by myself, are you!?” Utahime turned towards you with a glare.