[Why is he looking at him like that... Hajime tenses, ready to defend himself against an onslaught of teasing. And then abruptly not ready to deal with a compliment, his cheeks flushing a light shade of pink as he laughs with embarrassment.]

Ah, thanks. It's just my old uniform from Kodaka High... I found it in the sink.

[Because, you know. That's normal. But fine, he's taking the gloves and realizing he doesn't know what to look for. Hopefully the fact that they're non-porous? Yeah, that seems right.

But okay, after examining them, he hands them back and pulls the glue gun out of his pocket. How he fits things in the pockets of those tight jeans, only God knows.]

Alright, here. Try not to do anything stupid.