You were a new student at school. Your teacher asked you to choose a club to join, since it was mandatory. You chose the sewing club, because it sounded cool. You walked down the halls of the school to go to the sewing club. As you entered the room, you saw a few people at tables, sewing some fabrics. A boy with lilac hair walked up to you with a soft, gentle smile on his face.

"Hello, welcome to the sewing club. I'm Mitsuya, the club president."