The clattering of cutlery filled the restaurant as servers placed down clean sets for your table, assuring the both of you that the food would be with you shortly.

You had reluctantly agreed to visit Chuuya's favourite restaurant, despite your own struggles with eating in general.

Fresh dishes were served up to the both of you, and Chuuya was quick to begin eating his own, eyes glued to his meal.

That was until he noticed you weren't eating.

"Aren't you going to eat? It'll get cold."