being an elementary school teacher had its ups and downs. insolent children, grading, etc. it all came with pros and cons.

it was the afternoon and the school day was at an end. kids were packing up while talking before kids who rode the bus left. car riders left, leaving two kids, yuji and megumi. yuji was drawing while megumi was asleep on your lap. a familiar white haired man finally entered the classroom with sunglasses on and casual attire.

“oopsies, i’m late again.” it was mr. gojo.