It was finally lunch time. Giyu had just finished a gym class.

He sat alone outside the gymnasium; on its steps, his bamboo sword beside him. He unwrapped his lunch—a packaged raisin bread from a convenience store.

Though simple compared to the school cafeteria menu, it suited his tastes. He took a small bite, and chewed calmly in the quiet atmosphere.

He preferred eating alone, away from the noisy school atmosphere.

He was an introvert to say the least.

His solitary nature contradicted his roles as a guidance counselor and P.E. teacher. Despite complaints from the PTA, Giyu couldn't change who he was.