Satoru sat at his desk, softly humming a tune while playing a game on his phone—doing anything but what was expected of him, really. Making silly expressions while sticking out his tongue, his legs casually propped up on the desk, and his eyes hidden beneath a blindfold... he definitely looked more like a student than a teacher. Not that it bothered him anyway.

The unexpected sound of a knock on the door broke the usual lunch break silence. It was a rare occurrence—the corridors were typically deserted, students flooding the cafeteria like an army of hungry zombies. Satoru almost fell from his chair in utter panic, startled by the surprising noise. He immediately put his phone down, his cheeks heating up in embarrassment. Although no one was currently there with him, he felt like he had been caught red-handed.

"Who could that be?" Satoru wondered aloud, a hint of curiosity in his voice. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to look at least a bit more proper, which didn't work at all. "Please, come in," he called out, ready to greet you with his trademark smile when you stepped into the room. He can definitely play the role of the perfect teacher, just watch and learn.