Y/N PACED AROUND. SHE READ HER LINES OUT LOUD SO THAT SHE'D BE able to remember them when she was trying out. "Y/n I think you'll be fine. You've been practicing all week." Kokomi told her. Yoimiya nodded in agreement. "Yeah you need to sit down."

"I'm just making sure i'm not stuttering and shit!" Y/n retorted before muttering her lines continuously like a mad man. Y/n stuttered on the last line which made her mad. "I can't get this damn line right." She huffed. "Maybe if you found someone to practice your lines with you would remember." Kokomi suggested.

  "Maybe but I can't afford and distractions." Y/n mumbled. "Just give it a chance!" Yoimiya told her. "Okay fine. I'll just ask someone from drama class later." She said.

     HEIZOU STRUGGLED TO FIND ANYBODY WILLING ENOUGH TO HELP him with his soccer passes. Kazuha was busy. Xiao didn't care. Venti kept making excuses. He had useless friends. And he wasn't comfortable enough asking his teammates. He struggled to think of someone willing enough to help him.

   "Honestly I forgot the majority of my drama class are absolute nerds." Y/n complained to her friend Sara. "Either that or they just chose it as an elective and don't care about the class."
"Why don't you ask someone else to help you? It's not like they have to be great." Sara advised.

   "I guess if I did that it would just feel awkward and weird since I'd be the only one actually acting." Y/n sighed. Sara shrugged. Heizou continued to eavesdrop on Y/n. maybe if he helped her with her silly little play she would help him with his silly little soccer passes. "It's whatever I guess. I'll just practice with the wall or something." She yawned.

As the day neared it's end Heizou thought of a way to approach Y/n. I mean, she would probably laugh in his face. But it was worth a try. He was desperate.

    HE WALKED BEHIND Y/N AS THEY TRAVELED HOME. SHE WAS A FAST walker for someone with short legs. He struggled to catch up so he ended up sprinting a bit to get to her. "Y/n!" He called out her name. She turned around, curiosity glinting in her eyes as she looked for the source of the voice. But once she saw Heizou, her smile immediately morphed into a frown.

   "Heizou. What do you want?" She asked. He catches his breath as he attempted to speak. "I heard you need help-"
"No." Y/n quickly cut him off and continued walking. "Wait hear me out!" He stopped her. "I'll help you if you help me." he said.

   "What would I get out of practicing my lines with you?" She uttered, disgust dripping from her tone. "If this is a bet you lost to your stupid jock friends it's not funny." She frowned. Heizou was taken aback to say the least. He looked at her as if she just said the most blasphemous, heinous, ridiculous things even though it was completely justified.

    "Okay dude I know I tease you all the time for being a theatre kid but I don't really care what you do! it's just for laughs." He explained. "Second of all I'm not mean enough to do something like that!"

    "You're just being stereotypical." He huffed. "Stereotypical how?" She said amused. "You assuming me and my friends are good for nothing losers who like picking on people..."
He narrowed his eyes at her. He was starting to get annoyed. "Dude okay if you don't want help from me that's fine I was just offering because I also needed help with something." Heizou scoffed.

    As he walked past her, Y/n grabbed his arm to hold him in place. "Wait. Fine. what exactly do you need help with?" She asked. "My soccer passes." Silence filled the air for a moment. "Hell no."

"What? Why?" He walked after her. "I'm shit at like every sport I'd rather save myself the embarrassment." She said. "All you have to do is pass me the ball though." He reasoned. "I'd probably fuck that up too." She shut him down. "Bro please like everybody I know said no already." He pleaded. "Fine.. meet me at my house later around six." She told him. Heizou smiled brightly as she walked away.