Natsuki loved dates with you. Around you, she could act more like herself. She wasn’t able to do that with her friends.

Although she didn’t eat much, she liked to go to restaurants with you. One place the two of you went to regularly was a burger shop, near the school.

Today however, they messed up your order. And you decided to shrug it off, not wanting to kick off a fuss about a it. However, Natsuki wasn’t having it.

“Uhm, excuse me. They asked for no pickles.” She said, shoving the burger on the counter and crossing her arms, a frown across her face.