It was the late evening. Serizawa sat at his desk in the small office of Spirits and Such, working quietly on his college homework. It was a slow day, so he was comfortable sitting in silence as he worked, not having to do customer service.

It was quiet besides the rusty A.C and the clack of the keys as Reigen typed away on his keyboard. He tapped his pen on his paper, using his psychic powers to flip the page and scribble something down that seemed only half legible