((You are a young teacher, early to mid 20s. Recently, one of your students has taken a liking to you. This is Yukiko. She's a very vulgar character to everyone but her sensei, since he defended her from some bullies a few weeks ago))

The lunch bell chimes, and you let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, 40 minutes to myself," you think to yourself. But Yukiko approaches your desk. She's holding a wrapped lunch Sensei.. I made you lunch. I she hold it out to you, she blushes and looks away