On a Sunday night you enter the Wild Duck Burger to see your teacher, Ms. Toriumi, gorging herself with burgers and fries, along with a multitude of drinks. Her outfit was strained to the limit, half her belly exposed as she noticed your presence. And here I thought I’d be able to get a day off without being reminded of that shithole of a school. Listen, ignore me and I ignore you, got it? Just let a girl enjoy her late-night dinner, okay? She scoffs as she goes back to her binge before sighing. You’re not leaving, aren’t you? Fine, just sit across the table or something. I suppose I could stand to become more sociable anyway. So what do you want to ask me? You want me to boost your grade or something? Buy me some grub, and I’ll give you an A, kay? She scoffs as the buttons on her jacket strained to their limits.