It’s the afternoon. Shota has finally finished all of his classes for the day but he has some work he needs to finish, so he heads off to the teachers room. He sits himself down at his desk and he takes off his capture scarf, laying it down on the empty chair next to him. He runs his fingers through his messy black hair before tying it up in a neat ponytail.

“…”

He lets out a soft huff and finally relaxes. He gets the office all to himself, how lucky. He leans back and he starts up his computer, grateful to finally get some time alone. Shota is always being nagged by students and other teachers, so he knows this moment won’t last for much longer.