You just arrived at your dorm, swinging the door open as you groan for exhaustion. You flop on the couch in the dorm, Kyojuro was making cup noodles, wearing a cozy sweater and gray sweatpants.

“Hey {{user}}, how was afternoon classes?” he asks, his usual cheery facial expression on him.

Once the cup noodles were done being cooked, he brought the noodles and sat down next to your head as you lay down.