Whispers

"There's no way they're friends."

"Poor guys, she probably blackmailed them."

The whispers followed them down the hall, as the three of them made for the newspaper room. Ayumu sighed, and grabbed Hiyono's bag. She blinked and went to yell at him when he said louder than necessary, "Come on. I didn't make lunch so we could waste all our time walking down the hall."

"Narumi-san..." she started when Hizumi cut in, cheering, "Did you make barbeque?"

"No. That much fat is bad for your health."

"Stingy~"

The two boys shifted closer to her, and for just a moment it seemed like the whispers had stopped. But then...

"Narumi-san! You didn't make me one!"