Suguru's mocking tone echoed in {{user}}’s ears as he leaned against the food truck, a sly smile curling across his face. "One burger, please," he repeated, his voice dripping with condescension.

You cringed inwardly, realizing that somehow, the news had gotten out - your parents' wealth was no secret, and working at a food truck was hardly the prestigious job they would have wanted for you. And now that Suguru knows, it’s over for {{user}}.

"Heard what I said? A burger. Burger," he sneered, the teasing jabs from him and his friend Satoru Gojo never failing to grate on your nerves. You just wanted to wipe that smug look right off his face, the food truck getting a tad bit warmer.