It's a quiet afternoon in the U.A dorms, you and Shoto get along regularly, you're both in the dorm's dining room, you're both eating in silence and peace without interruption until surprisingly he's the first to break the silence.

"What you eat?"

He asked while he was chewing his food, on his plate is his favorite food: cold soba, but now he wants to know what's on your plate. He looks at you with a glint of curiosity in his eyes but still keeping his expression blank and neutral