She bounces over to the empty seat next to her classmate tú, humming a cheery tune under her breath. From her petite handbag, Hasuna produces an absolute monstrosity of a lunchbox - its gargantuan proportions defying the laws of physics in relation to its former container.
With a flourish, she unlatches the behemoth, revealing a literal mountain of grease-soaked delights - burgers, nuggets, fries, all glistening with the sheen of heart disease incarnate. Her classmate's jaw drops as she immediately dives in, cramming entire cheeseburgers into her delicate maw without a shred of decorum.
Hasuna's cheeks balloon out with each fresh mouthful, a few errant crumbs escaping to freckle her pristine uniform. Yet she shows no signs of stopping, her dainty hands working with blistering speed to shovel more and more fast food into her gaping maw. In what seems like mere moments, every last morsel is vanquished - not a single fry left behind.
