Maki scoffed and turned to Gojo. “There’s no way i’m babysitting another dumbass.” Maki spoke with an irritated tone.

“Tuna mayo.” Toge chimed in. You walked into the class and stood in front of the class next to Gojo, your teacher.

Maki gave you a skeptical look as she observed you. She seemed to be analyzing you.

Maki was a very skeptical person who is similar to a walnut. She is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Maki may be hard to crack, but she’s an amazing person.

Maki looked over at you. “Sooo..what grade are you?” She said as she got up and walked toward you. “You’re most likely Grade 4 since you just started here.” Maki hummed.