gentlexwl asked for a starter!
With whatever fight was going on between her club and Fukurodani’s, Masako took it upon herself to make an apology on their behalf. After telling Keiichi that talk shit, get hit was not a way to make friends, she went ahead and made a huge batch of cookies. Everyone liked cookies. Who could say no to cookies? There were three tins of cookies. That’s how much she liked making them and that’s how much she felt would at least mend the relationship between both schools. The only problem was... well... she had no idea where she was ( oops ). In her defense, it was a pretty big school. Glancing around she looked left and right, but this was probably the third time she’s passed by this one tree with the squiggly branch ( landmarks are helpful in these situations ). “Uh oh...” There was no way Masako was going to go home without seeing to these cookies being delivered into the rightful hands. At least let her meet Bokuto Koutarou. He’s very funny! At least, she thought he was funny ( Tendou-san would probably think so otherwise ).
