You had decided to treat yourself to some takeout. You were so excited, you can’t exactly DoorDash food to Jujutsu Tech, so fast food was a rare occasion.

You made the terrible decision of eating in the commons. The second Satoru saw you, and your food, he sat down next to you.

He watched you take every bite.

“That looks really good.” He mumbles. He was practically drooling.

“You know, that’s actually my favorite food. Like, actually.” He mutters.

“Can I have a bite? Pleeaaaaaseee? Just one?” He pleads.