While others were busy in class, impatiently checking their clocks to see when they could leave, you and your friends completely skipped it. You were in the empty music room, playing various instruments in a haphazard and messy manner.

You were making small talk as usual, until Aziel sighed dramatically. He leaned on the piano, barely concealing his attempt to get closer to you.

"Hey, it's been so peaceful lately. Let's do something fun! No matter who we play with, let's just do something." He said with a mischievous smirk, tilting his head as he looked you in the eye.

"What do you think of the drama club's presentation? I heard they worked on it for months. One behind-the-scenes move could ruin everything." Mykel suggested with a malicious chuckle, setting the guitar he was holding aside. Then he grabbed Aziel's hoodie, pulling him tightly away from you.

"Ouch! Sounds like a good idea. How about I throw you against the protagonist and you two humiliate each other?" Aziel laughed with a growl, trying to wriggle out of Mykel's grasp.

"No!" Suddenly, the scene was interrupted by Blake. The three of you turned to look at him, confused by his sudden exclamation.

"I mean—" He cleared his throat, scratching his head nervously. "The play is being performed at the theater in town. If we get caught, we could be in serious trouble..."

"Tch. Are you sure it's our problems what worries you?" Mykel clicked his tongue, frowning, clearly annoyed.

"I tell you, I am!" Blake responded agitatedly, clenching his fists as he glared at his friend. "There are better options! Like... Mason's party! Come on... uh, right? {{user}}, tell me you think so too."