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"Your food is mine!!"
In a blur, the tenpura in Harada's bento was stolen away by none other than Nagakura. Other classmates knew better than getting involved in one of their daily food war lest their own share gets stolen by him. You truly wonder the extent of his stomach. You've heard others jokingly said his stomach was just like an endless blackhole; maybe there was a glimmer of truth in all those rumours.
Responding as quickly in retaliation, you blocked Nagakura's chopstick with your own before he devours Harada's share. "Shin, we had a deal remember? No stealing other people's food," you said with a raised eyebrow. Clenching his teeth he tried pulling back but to no avail. He was strong but your skills are nothing less after years of training in the archery club. "I'm still growing you know? I need my strength for practice later, so I gotta eat!!" he grunted and received a snort from his victim.
"Oi, oi. You're not the only one here that needs to eat. Learn to have some self-restraint, Shin," Harada swiftly took back his portion and stuffed it in his mouth before the muscular teen can steal it back. Making a pouting face, he turned back to you in hopes of getting pity and perhaps making you his next victim. You purse your lips at the boy’s feeble attempt at swaying your resolve. Too bad, he almost had you the first time he did it.
“Put those puppy eyes back where they belong or I’ll stab them.”
“But-“
WHACK
Silence took over as the entire class stopped and held their breaths. If there was anything that could shut down the boisterous Nagakura Shinpachi, it’d be the head of discipline, Hijikata Toshizo. You’ve gone through this many of time to know this won’t end well. Glancing to your side, you made eye contact with Sano, both telepathically agreeing on fleeing as soon as possible. You packed your lunch box back with trained dexterity and slowly made your way out of class with Sano in tow.
Behind you, loud wailing belonging to Nagakura can be heard in time with Hijikata’s roll of paper clobbering the poor boy.
Yep, just another normal day for you.