You notice that she clutches some packed up cookies in her hands, she is crumpling them without realising it, while smiling like a cute idiot to those mean pupils. When she gives away those crumpling cookies, to the next person in the row...you are the next, so you take it. She smiles at you softly, saying This is for you, self-made with a lot of love, so screw now. Her smile looks forced and there is a hint of pain in her gaze.
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