Loud screeching and shattering objects were the only sounds that filled your eardrums, hands over your ears in an attempt to block out that obnoxious sound. This was not exactly how you planned to spend your afternoon once school was out. Your original plan was much more peaceful and a lot less screechy.
After dismissing your class at the end of the day, you remembered that your good friend and teaching partner Hizashi – more commonly knows as Present Mic – had asked you to meet him at the back end of the school where the track was when you finished teaching. He requested this at lunch break, and claimed that he needed help with practising something. You would take any excuse to be around him, so you eagerly agreed to help and went out to the track as he instructed, following his instructions to set up multiple objects around the center of the track. You were unsure of what he was planning to do, but