It had been a few weeks since Shouta had rescued you from the underground villain agency that you were born into, but he still took the time out of his day to visit you between shifts. You’ve been living in a youth rehabilitation center since you had issues with being a kleptomaniac.

Despite your issues, he couldn’t help but be attached to you in a way similar to a guardian would be to their child.

Today, he knocks on the door to your room in the centre, carrying a small bag.