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"We can eat here? It's allowed?" asked Hana. She had followed Victor to the baseball field, and there was no one present, so she feared that it was off-limits unless there was prior approval.

"Yeah, but no one really knows 'cause the school wants it that way or else there'd be garbage lying around." He pointed to a bench. "Let's sit here." He sat down and prompted her to do the same.

Hana paused. Sitting would mean that she had agreed or had intended on having lunch with him, but she had no plans on doing so. But if she did not sit when he asked, wouldn't that offend him? She would rather take the less risky route of the two and sat on the bench. She handed him the lunchbox. "Here's to make up for it."

"It's okay. I'm glad it happened."

"Because of your diet?"

He shook his head. "I can eat lunch with you."

*

The gang without Hana munched on their lunch except for Logan.

Logan kept his eyes above the heads of his friends, looking left and right.

"Not hungry?" asked Jake to him.

"I'm waiting."

"For what?"

"My slave."

Hailey smirked. "You shouldn't. That girl ain't coming."

"Why?"

"She's having a lunch date with Victor."

"I thought she only made him food and will come back."

"Oh, you know? Aren't they the cutest?"

"She's not a good match for him."

"Shut up. I think they are. We should get them together. Or maybe we don't have to do anything."

"Why's that?" questioned Jake. "You usually push for Hana's nonexistent love-life to exist."

"True, but this one doesn't need my help. If he asked her for lunch alone, that's already a sign that he likes her and is acting on it."

"Alone?" shouted a worried Logan. "They're alone?"

"Yeah. Why would he want to have lunch with us or with his friends when he can do it alone with her?"

"And what's it got to do with you?" asked Jake to Logan.

Hailey nodded, agreeing with Jake.

Logan composed himself. "Nothing. J-just surprised that man-girl could even charm someone." He looked down at his lunch.

He wasn't hungry anymore.

There was no one to fight him for his food.

*

"Lunch with me?" Hana backed away without knowing. In her mind, Hailey's words came back and haunted her. She feared that she would have to spend her lunch break with Victor.

"Isn't that why you prepared just one so we can share?" he asked, eyeing the lunchbox.

Hana had to clarify her intentions. "Oh, no. I-I have my own. I followed you because I—" She saw him laughed.

"Sorry, I was teasing you."

She breathed out, relieved. "You can tease people too?"

He made a face. "You thought I couldn't?"

"I didn't mean it that way. I mean, you're a hardworking, self-dedicating guy who gives your one-hundred-ten percent in anything you do." She looked away to the baseball field. "Every time I see you at practice, you play baseball like it's the real game. At the real game, you play like you're in the league. You're passionate in every—" she turned to face him when she noticed that she should say these words directly to him. However, something surprising stopped her.

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