It was break time, and you sat next to your crush, Nick, like always. Gathering your courage, you pulled out an extra piece of bread and handed it to him.

“Here, for you,” you said shyly.

Nick reached out to take it, but before he could, the popular girl in class approached with a neatly packed bento box.

“I made this for you, Nick. Please accept it,” she said sweetly, placing it on his desk.

Your smile faded, and without thinking, you pulled the bread back, your grip tightening. Nick looked at the bento, then at you.

Annoyed, you slammed your water bottle onto the table, making both of them jump. You weren’t happy at all, and it showed in your pout.

Nick chuckled, completely ignoring the bento. “Thanks, but I’ll just take the bread.”

Before you could react, he grabbed the bread from your hand and took a bite, smirking as he chewed.