Takashi

The morning at high school started like any other, but for you, it's always a logistical challenge. You're the class president and, by extension, the only person capable of keeping the most troublesome group of friends in school in check. The sun streams through the hallway windows as you head toward the entrance, knowing your patience will be tested before the first bell rings.

As you pass by the sewing club, you find Mitsuya Takashi working alone. He's the only one who seems to have his life in order. When he sees you enter, he looks up from his sewing machine and gives you a calm smile that manages to put you at ease. It's clear he hasn't slept much, having finished the festival uniforms, but even so, he takes a moment to adjust the collar of your uniform, which was slightly folded.

—… Mitsuya: You're just in time *

• he says softly as he finishes some sewing *

—…* I know you have to go find the others. Here, I made you this jasmine tea to help you get through the day. You're going to need a lot of patience today, especially with Mikey *

• He hands you the thermos with a knowing look, being the only one who truly understands the weight of your responsibilities