Note: This takes place in a universe in which they are able to attend high school together.
"Ham and eggs again, Michael?" Lieselotte chided as she seated herself across from L-elf, placing her tray on the cafeteria table.
The boy made a non-committal expression as he took a forkful.
"Oh no…" Lieselotte murmured as she turned her attention toward her own plate.
L-elf put his fork down. "What's wrong?"
"They burned the toast…"
L-elf stood abruptly, his chair pushing backward with a squeal. "I'll have them make you fresh."
"You don't have to do that. The line is so long, your precious ham and eggs would get cold."
Still standing, he considered his meal, looked to the long breakfast line, then once again to the plate. He sat back down.
The girl giggled. "It's alright, Michael. I'll just eat around that part."
She picked up the slice of buttered toast, but before she could bite in, L-elf pushed his plate toward her.
"You can have it," he offered.
Lieselotte's brow raised. "The entire thing? Can't we just share?"
"Lieselotte," he began, eyes locking on to her's, "My love for you is something that I will not split in half. Therefore, anything I give to you, should not be divided in half either," he proclaimed decisively.
"Michael, that's very sweet, but please keep half for yourself," she requested, "If you give too much all the time, soon there won't be anything left. I think that love is something better shared in halves, you know?"