That moment when you need to reread your own story.
"We can have basketball! Mixed teams!"
"Volleyball!"
"Track running!"
"Okay, all of that is a must but do you have any other ideas?" asked Mari.
"Why does a culinary school need a sports festival?" asked a confused 1st year.
"No one know! It's pretty stupid really." yelled out Zach who standing next to the door, arms folded.
When did he even get back?
"Well, as Zach said this tradition is pretty "stupid" but it's a good bonding experience." explained Mari to the sea of confused student faculty membres.
The boys had finished their breakfast and were peacefully walking towards the school building, breathing in fresh air and looking at the beautiful scenery.
They reached the building when suddenly Makoto gut punched in the arm which sent him toppling to the floor, taking down Hanabusa and Andou with him.
"Wow! I knew you were small but that's absurd!" laugh out Miya as she laught so hard her sides hurt.
"Mi-chan! That's mean!" called out Ichigo, who appeared out of nowhere.
"Oh! I'm sorry Ichi!" said Miya as she hugged Ichigo.
"Um, should we leave or…" Makoto said dryly as he and the other two boys got up from the ground. Miya and Ichigo pulled apart from the hug, blushing slightly.
"Oh! There was a reason why I punched you!"
"Really? I just thought you hated me!" said Makoto dryly once again. Miya just stuck out her tongue and pulled her bottom eyelid down, mocking Makoto.
"What Miya ment was that your having your entrench exam after a hour so you should probably go to the kitchen." explained Ichigo as she gave Miya a light hit over her head.
"A hour! Why weren't we informed earlier?" asked Hanabusa.
"Because you didn't need to be informed earlier. A hour is enough time." lazily said Miya as she checked her strawberry patterned nails for dirt.
"Okay, can we go now?" asked Andou who was pretty quiet during this conversation.
"Yeah, sure!" said Ichigo who freed up the path to the kitchen and then left with Miya.
"Is it me or do those two seem strange?" asked Andou, perplexed by the two girls.
"You only now noticed?"
"No?"
The boys left their conversation unfinished and walked towards the "kitchen".
When they entered the kitchen, they were greeted by a teacher.
"Hello! My name is Boru Kyuban and will be the judge of your cooking. I hope we get along."
Eh, good enough for now. Sorry for not uploading for eternity, I was trapped in hell and the only way to get out was to kill the three headed dog which was f* hard.