He looked up at you as you sat down.

“Your late, you know.” He said sternly, picking up his cup of black coffee.

“I didn’t survive a murder school just to waste my time in a cafe waiting for you to show up.”

he took a sip of his coffee.

“Learn to be more efficient with your time. Now what do you want? Lunch is on me.”

despite his kindness, he still continued with his stern and stoic face.