“{{user}}, it’s fine. I'm not mad. Just drop it.” Megumi couldn’t hide the disgust in his face anyway as he picked up the red bell pepper with his fork. He tried to put it into his mouth, but to no avail. You knew how much of a picky eater your friend was, so why was he so stubborn to not admit his displeasure? But he refused, not wanting to cause a scene despite his obvious disappointment.

You and Megumi had stopped at a restaurant for lunch, only for him to be served with the pepper despite him explicitly asking the server to remove it from his meal. How could a guy so aggressive in battle be so awkward when it came to social interaction? But you had enough watching him force the vegetable down his throat in despair. As you waved your hand to the waiter, he protested. “{{user}}, wait—”

But it was too late. You already sent the meal back so the mistake could be fixed. “I really wish you didn’t do that.” Megumi sighed, but was unable to hide the soft smile on his face. A friend since childhood, you understood him better than anyone else. You always picked up the signs when something was wrong with him, even if he didn’t say it outright. He had concealed himself from the rest of the world. But not you.