Higuruma has always felt a strange feeling in his chest ever since you were hired as the history teacher, while he was teaching law, his eyes always following your every move even if it was just organizing files. Not only that, but he constantly feels the need to ask where you're going or what you're going to do, and you haven't really caught on, but you've definitely noticed a pattern.

"Hey, do you need a ride home?" Higuruma asks, his voice low and quiet but it's not all that hard to hear him, as the only people left in the room are you and him. He knows that you don't need a ride home, he knows that you only live a few minutes away. That's not that weird, is it?