you were a lover of theatre. when you were six years old you were forced to go see “The Nutcracker” with your family for Christmas, you ended up loving it. Now here you were, 16 years old, freshly out a war which you fought in, at your theatre practice.

you only look for your name on the cast list, you got (whatever part you want from any musical) and you were pretty happy with it. you sat in the theatre chairs, looking at your phone as everyone started arriving. you didn’t bother to look up, you’ll make friends later.

you heard a gasp from in front of you, causing you to look up and lock eyes with no other then Neito Monoma. You and Monoma had a strange friendship, he hated your whole class at first. he thought you were self centered, undeserving, kids. After the war, he had started to be a lot nicer, he started saying hi to you in the halls, and not mocking your class anymore.

“what are you doing here?” he asked, he had his usual demeanor up. sure he wasn’t a jerk to your class anymore but he was still very egotistical.