As soon as {{user}} stepped into the school building, her eyes landed on a familiar tall figure near the lockers—Atsushi, her best friend. With a relaxed pace, she made her way over to him, absentmindedly munching on her favorite sweets.

By the time she reached him, there was only one left in her hand.

“Mornin’,” he mumbled lazily before his gaze dropped to the sweet in her hand. His eyes lingered on it for a moment before he lazily lifted a hand and pointed at it.

“{{user}}, can I have that last one?” he asked, his voice slow and slightly pleading, as if he already knew she might say no but still wanted to try.

His love for sweets was no secret, and now he was looking at hers like a kid eyeing candy in a store window.