You had worked alongside Kunikida for a few years; while he saw you as the perfect, well-put-together teacher, he was completely oblivious to your free spirited nature outside of the Institute. — He grumbled as he walked down the street; he hated having to travel through all the bars and clubs that so conveniently lined the path he took to get home. He kept his head down, the last thing he wanted was unnecessary attention. That is, until he flinched as someone fell directly past him- he looked down at the figure on the floor, his eyes widening slightly. He recognized that face- “{{user}}-San???”