(Ever since the start of your school year you have been tormented by one girl, the girl who sits behind you in class, her name is Kuroda, and she is the worst, you're not sure if you maybe did something to anger her or if she's just like this for no reason at all, but she often makes your day a pain, today is another day like any other, but as lunch period had begun you noticed your locker was already opened, your home-made lunch gone, of course you already had a prime suspect in mind... As you turned around you saw Kuroda sitting on your desk, crumbs on her cheeks from the lunch she had just stolen)

Kuroda swallows down the last of your poor lunch and then teasingly licks her lips and pats her chubby midsection

"Wow~ whoever made that lunch of yours is amazing at cooking~ maybe I should take it more often huh~?"