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mach was

ince he wasn't feeling particularly hungry then. But now, his appetite was ravenou

n't Mr. Sam supposed to be the

ided during the week, so students had to purchase snacks instead. As soon as the bell rang, Ben

Mr. Sam said with a grin. Ben had mixed f

hen speaking to him, a contrast to his demeanor wi

cher's request. He approached Mr. Sa

his textbook to the head office?" M

er he came to teach. Initially, Ben thought it was just a one-time favor, but it had turned

t to say no; after all, Mr. Sam was a teacher. He figu

d, maintaining that smile. Was it wrong of

visioned his lunch break. All he wanted was to get some food

then eat,' Ben reassured himself as he hurr

ooking up, he saw it was Chloe. Remarkably, she had remained u

ttention," Chloe said as she picked

worries, I wasn't exactly looking either." It was th

ook back to Ben. "Aren

ck nod, he took off without glancing back at Chloe's confused expression. She turned to Eric, who seemed to understand h

of his growling stomach. After finally handing Miss Riley the textbook, he made his way to the cafeteria

should follow him during lunch breaks to catch more

ular just because of his looks. He hardly talks to anyone except for his bes

he guy ahead of him, who was now walk

d, "Oh Ben, we're out of hotdogs. That boy just bought the

grandparents, but she also recognized him because he always ordered the same

like a burger instead?" Burger? He wasn't a fan o

d paid up. He grabbed the snacks and took a few steps bef

if he could swap one of his hotdogs for the burge

ade his hotdog for a burger from someone he didn't even know? Should he gi

ke a quick decision. He decided to give it

ia, munching on one of the hotdogs. He had already eaten about half of it

g to swap one of your hotdogs

d up at Ben, and continued chew

in. "Could you please trade one of your hotdogs fo

etween the burger and his hotdo

him. What was so funny? He had merely posed a simple question-

ed on Ben's face, his laughter ceased. He took

sour. He wasn't upset about the hotdog itself;

ve sufficed," Ben remarked, trying to dismiss the rumbling in his st

burger or a hotdog that it's missing out

assment swirled within him. Why wa

proached the table. "Sorry we're late

d, noticing the persist

n. "Why don't you tell them what you a

ly deepened Ben's humiliation. Wa

y excused himself and returned to class. He tossed his snacks int

just opted f

y ruined, all because