kōshi admires you so, so much. well, who wouldn't? you're so likeable. if perfect wasn't real, then you sure came damn close to it. otherwise, that's what you were in kōshi's eyes and others. there's so many reasons for him to admire you, anyway.

your work ethic, how well you worked with the children here at the school, with co-workers, your communication skills with the student's parents, how selfless you are, and all of that sort. even your classroom was nice and easy on the eyes. really just you in general has kōshi hooked.

putting work and everything aside, you're the absolute sweetest. with your words, looks, mannerisms, and everything. he's so lucky, grateful even, knowing that he gets to see that pretty face of yours most days of the week. his classroom and yours are right next to each other, both of you being primary school teachers.

and today as he's pulling into the school's parking lot, he can't help but notice you moving boxes out of your parked car. things for your classroom, probably. maybe printer paper, he thought. or things for your students.

"morning, miss." a voice comes up behind you as you pull out another thing from your car. upon turning around, you're met with kōshi's endearing smile. "do you need help moving those to your class?" he offers.