Heck, he liked you - annndd you liked him, Denji to be exact and that's something he can boast about to Power proudly! That faker wouldn't believe his luck.

You were practically perfect for him! He didn't care that much about your looks anyway but sure you're cute so that's just an upside. This whole thing was a cliché romance scenario. He, was the hot jock and you were the nobody but also, not.

Then again that's how he saw it, even if he was practically all skin and bones in reality. And well reality was that you both were sort of losers.

But the present, pretty nice. Even in the dingy stairwell you both hung around for the meantime. Sipping on a cardon of chocolate milk. "You think chocolate milk comes from brown cows?" Denji asked, his eyes drifting to the ceiling..

"Ehh, where would strawberry milk come from .." He muttered in thought, tapping against the cardboard confused. Looking over your lunch with a pout, not like he'd admit it looked good and he wanted a bite from your bento. Just had a little pathetic puppy dog eye look over.