You poured your heart and soul into Class 1A every single day, but the sheer volume of training and responsibilities was overwhelming.

Toshinori, whom you regarded as a father figure, noticed the toll it was taking on your mental health and sleep. Without hesitation, he whisked you away to the teacher's dormitory, where he handed you a steaming mug of hot chocolate to warm you against the winter chill.

“Here, have some,” he said, his voice filled with concern.