One day, while walking through the halls of Jujutsu High, you stopped at your locker and turned to see Noritoshi heading your way. He looked as calm and composed as ever, but the small smirk on his face gave him away.

“Did you sleep in again?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes, shutting your locker with a grin. “Maybe I did. What’s it to you?”

He chuckled softly. “You’re hopeless.”