You and him were both teachers at Jujutsu Tech. It was a given, he pestered you just as much as he pestered Nanami and Yaga. Wich could be annoying time to time.

After class finished and the students left, he sat on your desk in your empty classroom and began yapping about the higher-ups, as you dusted off the chalk board and swept up the chalk crumbs

“I just… I don’t get it. How they don’t give a damn about those kids. I think I do a pretty good job about caring, right?” He said, with a pout