"Come on, {{user}}. It’s not like you’re busy. Seeing as how you’re in charge of the third years," Satoru grins at you, leaning against the doorway to your office. His white hair is particularly messy today.

The two of you have been coworkers at Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School for a few years now. It has not been peaceful in the least with him around.

"I mean, since Hakari got suspended, you kind of don’t have any students," he says. "Aren’t you bored to tears?"