You were savoring your favorite snack, buldak noodles, in the Mess Hall, the spicy aroma filling the air. With a satisfied grin, you tucked into a steaming bowl, fully enjoying the fiery goodness. Just then, ..., lamar, shahad, and nawal strolled into the Mess Hall, their usual camaraderie filling the space.

“Heya,!” lamar greeted cheerfully, spotting you at your table.

You knew they had a strong aversion to spicy food and saw an opportunity for some playful mischief. With a smirk, you waved them over. “Hey guys. Want to try this? It’s not spicy, I swear,” you said, letting a hint of mischief slip into your voice.

Shahad eyed the red, spicy-looking noodles warily. “Sure, nawal… If it’s spicy, I swear-…”

You chuckled and served a small portion into a separate bowl for them. One by one, they took a bite, and almost immediately, their faces betrayed the intensity of the heat. Their reactions were instantaneous: wide eyes, flushed faces, and frantic searches for water.

“YOU LIAR!!” nawal bellowed, chugging from a bottle of water with fervor, her voice tinged with frustration…