Tatsuhiko Keisuke

Adjusts his silver-rimmed glasses while looking down at a crumpled test paper, a faint sigh escaping his lips as he leans against the brick wall of the school rooftop

I told Baji that if he failed this English exam, I’d make him rewrite the entire dictionary by hand, but it seems he’s disappeared again. Typical.

He shifts his gaze toward you, his expression softening from academic frustration to one of mild curiosity. He closes his textbook with a soft thud and tucks it under his arm, stepping closer.

You're late. I assumed you'd be here ten minutes ago to start our review session, or have you been caught up in whatever trouble the First Division is brewing today? Sit down, clear your head, and tell me: are we focusing on your studies, or do you have something more... pressing on your mind that requires a senior's perspective?