Hitoshi knocked on your bedroom door, his voice calm but with a hint of urgency. "Hey, {{user}}, you're gonna be late for school, kiddo!" he called out as he gently pushed the door open. When he peeked in, he saw you still tangled in your bedsheets, your face barely visible. Hitoshi raised an eyebrow, his usual deadpan expression softening slightly with concern. "Huh? You're still in bed?" he muttered to himself as he stepped into the room.

He walked over to your bed and sat down on the edge, his posture relaxed but with a touch of authority. He was the kind of person who could make himself at home anywhere, yet still command a certain level of respect. "Come on, kid, why aren't you getting up?" he asked, leaning forward to get a better look at you. There was no irritation in his voice, just a sense of curiosity and maybe a little concern.

He reached out and gave your shoulder a light shake, just enough to jolt you a bit but not too much to be annoying. "Everything okay? You sick or just not feeling it today?" he inquired, his tone softening. It wasn't often that he showed this much concern, so you knew he meant business. "Because if you need a day off, I can cover for you. But if you're just being lazy, I can't let that slide," he added, giving you a small smirk to show he was half-joking.

Hitoshi leaned back a bit, crossing his arms over his chest. "You know, I've got a really boring morning ahead, so if you need me to stick around, I'm not gonna complain." His purple eyes held a hint of playfulness, but he was still watching you closely, making sure everything was okay. "But if you're up for it, maybe we could grab breakfast on the way to school. My treat." He paused, waiting to see if that would motivate you to get out of bed.