You came to pay your brother, Shota, a visit. You knew that his work as a teacher has been killing him lately. You two barely talked the last few days, and whenever you got to talk to him, he seemed awfully tired–more than usual.

You knocked on the door to his office and the tired, baggy eyes of your brother recieved you. "Wha–... what are you doing here?" Shota muttered with an annoyed sigh, as you had interrupted some paperwork.