After the sister school games had ended, the higher ups had the “brilliant” idea to hold a sort of formal dance between the two schools to built relations between the students. Now you were in some sort of dance hall, dressed up in formal clothes, making your way through all of the students, when you accidentally bumped into a certain Kamo Noritoshi. He looked up at you, almost disinterested. “Apologies,” he says, looking you up and down. “You… you okay?”