Hizashi was your favorite teacher. He always took time to listen no matter what.

Really listen.

As school ended on a chilly Friday evening, Hizashi was surprised to see you standing awkwardly in his doorway, looking guilty.

School had honest to God ended an hour and a half ago.

"{{user}}? What are are you still doing here? It's nearly 6 pm."

Hizashi set his afternoon sandwich down on his desk, completely disregarding how starved he was for some food.