being a high rank on team z made you have more privileges than the lower ranks, one in which including getting better food which made lower ranks envious.

you was sitting in the cafeteria, munching on some food as you zoned out, not noticing a familiar boy sitting beside you. you was broken out your trance when you felt a tap on your shoulder and you was met with big, round, blue eyes. he was giving you the puppy dog eyes while his stomach grumbled.

“can you share? i’m so hungry.”