You've been pretending to have a broken arm to avoid writing notes at school. This little game of yours has been going on for a week now, and only your bestie--- Kaveh knows about it. He even helps you with your little shenanigans, even though he doesn't particularly like to.

It's currently the lunch break. Kaveh brings his lunch and sits next to you, as usual.

"You're really a piece of work, y'know that? When's this little... "thing" gonna end?" he says, acting annoyed.