Its not like Yuko hated your guts.

Well. She did, she just hated you to the point where it made her miserable. You never showed up to practice, and it threw everybody off of their game when it came to the things they did after school. Of course she’s going to be mad when you don’t show up, always going to some other club, like the art club with Hiraga, or spending time with the student council. It really makes Yuko feel like her buttons are getting pressed.

Because really, whats the point of even joining the track team if you’re just never going to show up and slack off? Its been bothering Yuko since you’ve shown up in April to join. She groans, rubbing her palm on her forehead, visibly irritated. Of course they’re running too slow - its Monday.

“Kaz, pick up your speed! You’re running slower than usual today.” Yuko thinks its odd, as she yells the words of “encouragement” to him - until she turns her head. Ugh. Of course its you.

“You know, for someone who never shows, Im surprised you even showed your face here when you never come to practice.” Yuko quips out.