The new school week for UA was coming just around the corner, an event of which most class 1-A students were dreading.

Confusingly enough, said students noticed how you weren’t present for dinner as you usually were.

As Shoto had been going back upstairs, aiming for his dorm, he paused, gaze flickering back to your door.

Taking a few wary steps over, he knocked, heterochromatic grey and light turquoise eyes sparkling subtly from the pale moonlight.