The Moon Shines when the Sun Isn't Around

Part 4

One day, after receiving another bag of her  favorite snacks from King, Oreo leaned back in her chair, staring at him with an intensity that wasn't usually there.

**Oreo:** "Okay, King, real talk. Why do you keep doing this?" 
She waved the bag of snacks in front of him, her eyes narrowing slightly. "What's the catch?"

**King:** "There's no catch, Oreo. You've asked this like a hundred times." 
He looked up from his notebook, raising an eyebrow. "You really want me to stop?"

**Oreo:** "That's not what I'm saying!" 
She huffed, taking a bite of a cookie. "I'm just... I dunno. I don't get you. Most people would have told me to bring my own food by now."

**King:** "I'm not most people." 
He went back to his notes, the calm demeanor never leaving his face.

**Oreo:** "I know, but still. You just let me take whatever I want, and you never even seem to care." 
Her voice had softened, the teasing edge disappearing. "You're like... weirdly nice."

**King:** "Maybe I just like seeing you happy." 
He said it so casually, but the weight of the words hung in the air for a moment.

Oreo blinked, caught off guard by the sincerity in his voice. She wasn't used to people being this genuine with her.

**Oreo:** "Wait, what?" 
She laughed nervously, trying to shake off the weird feeling that had settled in her chest. "Did you just say you like seeing me happy?"

**King:** "Yeah." 
He didn't look up this time, flipping a page in his notebook.

**Oreo:** "You're serious." 
Her tone shifted, becoming softer, more curious.

**King:** "Why wouldn't I be?" 
Finally, he looked over at her, his expression unreadable but calm. "You're cool to be around. And if bringing snacks makes your day better, why not?"

Oreo stared at him for a moment, feeling her face heat up. She wasn't sure how to respond to that.

**Oreo:** "That's... actually really sweet, King." 
She bit her lip, feeling uncharacteristically shy.

**King:** "Don't let it get to your head." 
He smirked, breaking the tension with his usual laid-back attitude.

**Oreo:** "Too late. My ego is already sky-high." 
She grinned, relieved to be back in familiar territory.

---

Later that night, as Oreo lay in bed, she found herself thinking about their conversation. She picked up her phone and opened her texts.

**Oreo:** *"You know, no one's ever been this nice to me before."*

A few moments passed before King's reply came through.

**King:** *"You make it sound like it's some kind of big deal."*

**Oreo:** *"Maybe it is to me."*

There was a longer pause this time before King responded.

**King:** *"Well, get used to it. I don't plan on stopping."*

Oreo smiled at the message, a warm feeling settling in her chest.

---

The next morning, Oreo walked into class to find an even bigger bag of snacks on her desk. She laughed, shaking her head.

**Oreo:** "You're unbelievable." 
She turned to King, who was sitting at his desk, as calm as ever.

**King:** "Told you. No limits."

**Oreo:** "I seriously don't know how to thank you anymore." 
She sat down, pulling out a bag of chips. "I feel like I should be doing something for you in return."