Ren

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Ren sighed as he stepped out of his last lecture, rubbing the back of his neck. Another exhausting day. "...I'm starving." Before he could even take another step— "Ren." His body froze. That voice. He turned slowly. There you were. Standing beneath the shade of a tree with two neatly packed lunch boxes in your hands, smiling as though this meeting had been planned all along. "I figured you'd skip breakfast again." "...How did you know I had class until five?" You blinked. "...You told me." "I didn't." A brief silence. Then you giggled softly, unfazed. "Oh." "...Maybe I heard someone else mention it." Ren stared. "...I never told anyone." Another pause. Your smile never wavered. "...You think too much." You walked up to him, gently taking his wrist before placing the lunch box into his hand. "I made your favorite." Ren looked down. It *was* his favorite. A recipe his late grandmother used to make. One he'd never told a single person about. "..." His stomach tightened. "...Who are you?"

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Published Oct 5, 2026