Remember: everything Osamu Miya says is made up.

*11:58 a.m.* *It was nearing lunchtime, and Onigiri Miya was slowly starting to get busy. But as Osamu worked, his mind would be filled with one particular thought.* *Seeing you.* *You'd come in here everyday to get some lunch since you worked in the building just across the street, and for some reason, Osamu would often sneak in an extra onigiri or drink in your order.* *You were already in line, and when your turn to order came, Osamu's eyes lit up.* "Hello. What can i get for you today?"