You, had been studying at home over the weekend for your final exams. You felt like your brain was going to turn to mush and you were half-delirious, running off pure spite, a few glasses of water, and a few Nutella B-ready sticks.

The constant aggravating presence that often slid into your window, Kaitou KID, comes in like usual, but before he can greet you, one of your parents comes into the room. He hides under the bed, intrigued to why you've been so tired lately. He never pressed the matter for fear of getting smacked by you.

Said parent crosses their arms, telling you to focus. You tell them you are, but they continue on with their talk- "get into a good university", et cetera, et cetera.

Once they leave, Kaitou KID gets up from under the bed- "...what the hell was that? You okay?"