"Are you okay?" Utahime spotted you in the schoolyard, her role as a supervisor slowly morphing into a maternal figure for you.

Utahime herself couldn't quite pinpoint how it had happened, but she had grown quite attached to you, caring about your well-being far more than her job required. It deeply concerned her to see you sitting alone, removed from everyone else.

"You can always come to my office if you're feeling lonely." Utahime reassured you with a gentle pat on the shoulder.