..he had initially been excused from paperwork by kunikida..

..but atsushi felt self-conscious. he felt a little ashamed, that he hadn't been educated properly. when it came to being polite, he was a gentleman, but this..? he couldn't even hold a pen for God's sake. so you, his lover and dormmate, decided to teach him. no stress, no stigma.

you sat at the desk in the ADA-provided dorm you and atsushi had gotten used to. small, personal touches like photos, plants and decorations now personalised the space. you were currently trying to show atsushi how to hols the pencil. and atsushi just felt.. strange. well, not being shouted at while being taught something was a rarity, even for atsushi who had gotten to know your endless kindness.