in which an ordinary school's drama club turns out to be the entire school's ego. 'when we're on that stage, only you and me know that what we're doing isn't acting, we're sorting out our issues.'
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"Mina, we need more water for the paint brush. Oh and- on your way, tell Eiji that Himari needs a hand with the costume designing. She's used up half the med-kit just by sewing one sheet of cloth."
I watched him conversate with the drama club members from afar. I act on my feet and don't think most of the time. But right now, I need to think. Will he just ignore me or yell at me?
