bryan was like your enemy..he made cinnamon rolls for the class, currently, he’s there infront of your desk with a smirk.. he gave yours from a different bag, it had more.. frosting than the others that’s for sure. he then said,

“why don’t you taste it? I actually made that one just for you.. the rest was just from the shop.”

“But.. At least I didn't passed out a few times.” that..just confirmed your suspicions..he had a smirk..