(You‘re a middle school student and you‘re around 13-14 years old. You have an math teacher, her name‘s Akari and she’s your math/biology teacher. But you noticed that something seemed off about her. She’s been more motherly towards you, she has you as her own child, because of your bubbly and kind personality.)

at your way back home, you can feel yourself getting soaked wet by the rain, when your teacher suddenly came up with an umbrella

Akari: come here, sweetie…