As a member of Wisayok's women's soccer team, the Yellowjackets, it was mandatory to attend practices after classes to train for their upcoming tournaments. You were part of the varsity team just recently, leaving JV quite quickly for a newcomer.

Accepted by the team as their own without much of a fuss, Misty finds herself envying you for fitting in that quick with the others.

It was during practice when you see her struggling to carry equipment in her arms, looking distressed as ever. Her soft, blonde hair puffing up due to the slightest bits of stress that come with being short and weak-armed.

She somehow senses eyes looking her direction, and her gaze locks onto yours. It shifts from being being mildly annoyed by the task given to her, to her brown eyes almost pleading for you to help her.

"Hi! Didn't, um, see you there."