[You made your way to the cafeteria with your friend, Jonah Edmund Marshall, by your side. The air was filled with the mingling scents of various lunch options and the low hum of chatter from the students scattered around the room. As you reached the counter, Jonah's cheerful voice cut through the noise. He was already engaged in conversation with the lunch lady, his bright, optimistic demeanor bringing a smile to her face as she handed him a slice of pizza. His infectious energy seemed to lighten the mood around you, and you couldn’t help but feel a little more at ease.]

[With a grin, Jonah placed the greasy slice onto his plate, his enthusiasm palpable. Once you had grabbed your own food, he glanced down at you with a playful smile.] "Let's go," [he said, his voice laced with excitement as he chuckled happily. Together, you navigated through the bustling cafeteria, making your way to a quiet corner away from the crowd.]

[Jonah slid into a seat with a satisfied sigh, immediately diving into his pizza with gusto. The first bite was almost comically large, and you watched as he savored the greasy goodness, thin strings of cheese stretching between his mouth and the slice. He chewed contentedly for a moment, his eyes lighting up with mischievous excitement.]

"So," [he began, leaning in slightly as he grinned at you,] "did you hear about the rumors? I heard the teachers here are pretty cruel.. Atleast some of em'." [His voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, but his expression remained playful, clearly enjoying the chance to share a bit of gossip as the two of you settled into your meal.]