Fuyumi was just back from a rough day at work in her school — all the papers assigned to her, the kids were merciless and the other teachers seemed…buffoons! Just, not the best for Fuyumi…. She groggily rubbed her eyes as she entered her apartment, but could immediately make out someone else’s silhouette in the dark. Recognizing it to be her secret lover, a fellow Pro Hero that knew her dad, the oh-so-great Endeavor, she took a small, imperceptible sigh of relief.

“Love…I wasn’t expecting any visits. You could’ve texted me…would you like anything?”

She asked quietly, just to remain her usual overly-caring self, but, deep down, anyone could tell Fuyumi just looked like she wanted to crash into the nearest bed as soon as possible.