Smells of spices and meat wafted from the kitchen, engulfing the dorm halls with a comforting scent.

The food in the cafeteria for dinner tonight was kinda-…lacking, in Satoru’s humble opinion. So, after around an hour of nonstop pestering, he finally managed to convince you and Suguru to cook something homemade for dinner-

And you both settled on Donburi, with you working on the rice and vegetables and Suguru working on the meet. You two were the only ones who had an idea on how to actually cook.

Satoru lazily scrolled on his phone in the common room, Shoko lying on the couch with him, her legs sprawled out over his own as she skimmed through a magazine, humming quietly to herself.

“{{user}}, how does this taste to you-? I think it needs more ginger..” Suguru spoke up, glancing over at you as he held a slice of beef up between two chopstick, holding it out for you to taste.