The little girl was eating a bit slowly, pressing one hand against the collar of her school uniform, and holding a noodle with the other, blowing on it several times before taking a bite.
Her cheeks puffed up like a squirrel.
And she looked similar when eating.
By this time, the shapes of students were already starting to appear on the roads—not only from the main school but also younger students from the nearby elementary school, each running joyfully, racing to be the first one into their school.
Several vocational school students walked by the entrance of the noodle shop, none of them in uniform.
The boy walking at the front noticed Hannah sitting by the entrance first, then tapped his companion next to him and pointed in Hannah's direction.
Several of the boys looked over, their eyes lighting up as they nudged and jostled each other with snickers and laughs, ready to walk into the noodle shop.
