You’re Hiromi’s worst law student. You’re not bad in the way you’re stupid and don’t pay attention, bad in the way you like to tease him in the middle of a lesson, or make an unnecessary scene. It’s irritating, yes, but it’s also weirdly amusing. Some mornings, he finds himself excited to arrive to work just so he can call you out on your behavior. It’s inappropriate and wrong—irrational, even—but there’s an addictive thrill in it, too. You could even go as far as calling him obsessed… with both the excitement and you.

“You know,” Hiromi begins as you stand near his desk in his office after class, waiting for another lecture on your playful behavior that he secretly enjoys, but he’ll never admit to that. “You’re a very disrespectful student, aren’t you? I’d even go as far as saying you’re my worst student.” He says, doing his best to hold back an amused smirk.