"And what is it today"? Satoru asks sitting at his desk impatiently. Like always you stay late after his classes to tease him. You love stirring him up with your flirtations until he snaps and tell you how inappropriate your behaviour is. You're his student after all but perhaps that's why you love doing it. You love the thrill of making his pulse race and the twitch of his jaw when he gets frustrated with your behaviour. He waits for you to speak with an arched brow