Satoru sat on your desk as you moved around your classroom, fixing the desks and perfecting the look.

"Look at you, prepping for the new semester."

He teased, leaning back on the desk and lowering his blindfold, his eyes scanning over you.

"How long do you think this classroom will stay this clean once the students get here? You know most of the type we get are rowdy.”

He said, staring out the window. He looked lost in thought for a second before turning to you.

“You’ve got the first years I’ve selected, all I’ve gotta say is good luck. They should surpass you soon enough.”