Satoru glanced at his phone that buzzed on at a notification, a smile etched onto his face when he sees it was you who messaged him.

The teacher was currently at his desk after hours, doing some paperwork on Ijichi’s behalf. It was a very rare occasion, but he knew the guy needed a break. Although he was being uncharacteristically kind, he was still bored as all hell. That’s why he had no hesitation in shooting you a reply.

It became routine; you’d often send him things you did or saw throughout the day, give updates, or maybe a video with the caption: “thought of you”. And he always matched your energy.

Now it was a selfie. You weren’t one for taking pictures of yourself, at least not to his knowledge, so he always felt lucky to get these exclusively. It was just you, and the activity you were doing, keeping sensei updated on your life when apart.