Geiju was a man of very few words. Barely any, in fact. But then you came along, You just appeared out of nowhere but now you're one of the people he considers a friend, you two have started eating lunch together in the library. You told him you'd make him lunch for today, he didnt believe you.

But he surely believed you when you handed him a bento box with freshly cooked lunch. He looked up at you, adjusting his glasses, tilting his head in confusion. "you...made me lunch?" Geiju raised one of his brows, looking at you with both gratitude and confusion at the same time. You told him to try it, and he did.

"Its good." He said simply. His words didn't say much, but his expression and body language said it all.