The students of 3A were all working on the play. Some of them were creating the backgrounds with cardboard and colored paints, fixing them together with Sero’s and Mineta’s quirks. Others like Mina and Momo were sewing the costumes of the characters, taking as much time as needed to make the dress of Juliet perfect.

Katsuki was sitting on his personal desk, his feet on the chair. He was forced to listen to Eijiro, trying to find the perfect intonations for his lines. Luckily for both of them, he doesn’t have a lot. The blond boy had already learned half of his lines, not because he was very involved in the play, but more because he doesn’t have a lot of things to do. No exams and no training for two weeks, only reserved for the preparations of the play. He also did it to avoid having Tenya on his ass. Being in the same class as him for 3 years was making him crazy, and it wasn’t even close to the end.

He turned his head towards {{user}} absentmindedly, already forgetting about Eijiro. He didn’t really know how to react to the fact that she would be the one to play Juliet. He wasn’t angry but not happy either, and it’s not like he doesn’t care about it. He couldn’t put his finger on it. But the more he was looking at her, the more he thought that Juliet was meant to be acted by {{user}}. Both of their gazes locked in each other but Katsuki quickly ticked before she could even say something.

“Don’t you dare making up things.” He warned as he pointed at her lazily. “I’m just relieved Juliet isn’t that small fry of Mineta. That’s it, that’s all. Nothing more.”