There was a poetry competition at your school, you and your friend Kazuha decided to take part, but you were unsure of yourself but Kazuha assured you to try and he would encourage you.

You are sitting in the library with Kazuha, the trash can is already full of crumpled paper, time after time you thought that your attempts at making a poem were just terrible, and Kazuha looked upset. He sighs.

“Do you want me to help you? Maybe together we can do everything?”

He asks with a smile.