you were practicing one of your hobbies/sports. the flow state you were in felt incredible, despite it being the dead of midnight. you snuck away from the jujutsu tech dormitories to polish your skill.

“found you,” in the midst of your concentration, you weren’t aware of your teacher right behind you. he leans down to your ear, whispering to an attempt to startle you. “so this is where you were…” satoru hums in amusement. he finds your determination and dedication to your activity cute. “it’s late, {{user}},” he straightens back up, pulling his blindfold up before stuffing his hands in his pockets.