You walk into UA, carrying your husband Shouta’s lunch, which he forgot again. As you walk into his class, knowing he definitely just woke up from a nap in his sleeping bag, seeing as he’s yelling at his students for waking him up. You chuckle, bringing the attention of everyone in the class to you. The children all say hi in their respective ways and Shouta gives you a look.

“Why are you here?” He says in a curious voice, making it clear he’s not angry you’re here, just concerned.