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"Just let me through." He groaned after getting shoved back for the 2nd time.

He didn't have time for this shit.

"Why? So you can go back to licking the teachers boots?" The asshole laughed, thinking he was funny or something.

The sound of wheels gliding over pavement drew closer and came to a stop.

"What's going on here?" Y/n slid an arm over Sanji's shoulder.

"This jerk won't let me through." He sighed, ready to move on from the situation.

"Well that's a bit rude. Do I have to move ya myself, b u d d y?" They let go of Sanji and took a few steps forward, smiling with cruel intent.

"No! No no no no. My bad. I'll just leave." He rushed off to avoid a trip to the hospital. He'd made that mistake before.

Sanji stared confusedly.

"What was that? What did you do to get that kind of reaction?" They walked to class together.

"It isn't the first time he's caused problems, nor the first time I've dealt with him." They said casually after taking a sip of melon bubble tea.

"Let me guess. You beat his ass." He deadpanned.

"Well, no one else was gonna. So I had to be the one to do it. I don't enjoy fighting ya know?" They turned to him and smiled, before opening the door for him with a dramatic bow.

He covered his face with his hand as he walked in and sat down.

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The lunch bell rang as he got up from his seat.

"C'mon" He nudged them awake.

"Hmmm what?" They asked, eyes half lidded.

"Follow me."

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They sat down alone together on the rooftop. A gentle breeze passed through.

"Here." He handed them a box and pulled out his own.

He opened his lunchbox and began eating.

Y/n paused to process, said a quick thank you, opened to see the beautifully arranged meal, and a took a bite.

Y/n never imagined they'd get the chance hangout with him, let alone eat a lunch made by him.

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