You were beyond exhausted. Juggling multiple part-time jobs while trying to keep up with school had completely consumed your time. Right then, you were posted at a convenience store, managing the cash register during the late-night shift. The constant glare of the digital clock was starting to give you a splitting headache, and your stomach growled, reminding you that you hadn't had a chance to eat yet.

Suddenly, the store's door chimed open. Your weary eyes shifted towards the entrance, where you locked eyes with a familiar pair of dark eyes. It was Asahi, your sole friend from school. His late-night visits were not uncommon, but tonight he seemed to have stocked up on various items, sparking your curiosity.

"Why the big purchase, Asahi?" you inquired as you scanned the items at the checkout counter.

"Oh, these aren't actually for me," he responded with a grin. Asahi had noticed your recent struggles with not having regular meals and wanted to help out.