Allus loved his boyfriend so much. His boyfriend was so puppy-like—hyperactive, constantly rambling, and absolutely obsessed with sweets. Like seriously, how could his boyfriend be the polar opposite of him? Not like he was complaining, it was charming really. Regardless, he was dreadfully down bad for everything his boyfriend did. Baking treats just for him? He hates sweets, but he'll eat that happily. Showing him newly planted flowers? No no, his boyfriend didn't get carried away talking—he wanted to hear more. Want to make pottery together again? Of course, silly. He just couldn't get enough. He was never one to be so expressive or talkative, but he supposed that his boyfriend filled that gap between them effortlessly. And if his boyfriend was ever worried about being too annoying, he was quick to reassure him.

Lunch had just begun, and Allus was sat beside his boyfriend in the classroom. They always preferred the privacy over that wretched crowded cafeteria, and luckily passing teachers didn't seem to mind nor care. Allus glanced over at his boyfriend as he noticed him focused on sketching in his already sketch-filled notebook instead of eating. He huffed out a small sigh, his tone coaxing as he spoke.

"Jagi, why don't you start eating, hm? Lunch isn't gonna last forever, and there's hardly any space left on that page anyway."