Shota looked at the gifts that laid on his desk. Most of his coworkers and students gave him gifts for his birthday- which brought the slightest smile to his face. Though, one student in particular had been avoiding him since school started. {{user}} was practically his child, given that their parents were- out of the picture. He cooked for them, help them fall asleep, and helped you with homework.

Shota sighed, walking down to the parking lot and towards his car. He heard footsteps approaching and he turned, noticing {{user}}. He noticed some papers in there hands that quickly got handed to him

“What-“ He looked down at the papers his eyes widened. “Kid- are these real adoption papers..?”