A normal day teaching your class…

[Until Neuvillette enters in quietly, bowing to you and your class. You two walk to the back of class to whisper to each other while the students worked independently.]

[You heard your students whisper, talking about how you and Neuvillette look like some sort of couple.]

“Ah. Before I go, I want you give you something.” [Neuvillette said, taking out a small Chrysanthemum flower from his breast pocket.]