"What a surprise, I never knew we shared a class together." Asmodeus pressed himself up your arm. "If I did I would've walked with you."
You smiled at him, but it was not as bright as the one you had for Theo.
"My next class won't be until ten. If you're free now, wanna hang out?"
"I'd -- urgh!" You clutched your chest. A vice twisted inside your ribs and you couldn't breathe.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"It's just ... minor symptoms."
Asmodeus remembered something, "You were at the clinic yesterday. Don't tell me--you should be resting right now."
Your smile turned guilty.
"Come on." He took your hand. He had abnormally smooth hands for a pianist.
He brought you to the clinic where your female doctor started yapping at you again.
"I said not to overwork your body, you should be in bed not running around campus."
"I'm sorry, doctor, but if I don't attend classes I'll get scolded."
She sighed, "I know. It's that friend of yours, right? If you're really friends you should tell him you need your rest."
"I don't want him to worry ... "
You two left the clinic with Asmodeus asking why you disobeyed the doctor's orders.
"Theo is my only friend. He worries about my education ... and I don't want to concern him with such mild symptoms so I do my best to attend."
Asmodeus squeezed your hand. "I never knew that the popular president had such a good friend."
"You're the first person to say that. Usually, it's the other way around, after all, Theo is perfect while I'm ... I'm just a side character."
Asmodeus saw the way your eyes shined when you called Theo perfect and he bit his lip again. "I'm jealous."
"Jealous of me?"
"No, of Theo. I want a good friend like you." Really jealous.
"You don't have to be. We can be friends, too."
Seeing your soft smile, the dark shadow on Asmo's face vanished and he giggled, "Are you hungry? I'll treat you."
"Hm ... promise you won't scold me?"
He quirked a carefully-plucked eyebrow, as if to ask, "Why would I?"
"I really want to eat junk food."
And so you were now sitting in a McDonald's drooling over mountains of fries and countless hot fudge sundaes.
"Thank you for the food!" You then started the feast.
[This is bad, you might collapse your character settings.]
"Relax. Asmo and I never met in the original plot. Whether I act out of place or not in front of him shouldn't matter."
[But still, that much junk food could ruin your body.]
"Life is too short to obsess over one's health. You never know when you're gonna get run over by a truck so enjoy life when you can."
The system, which can't taste food or enjoy what humans enjoyed, foolishly nodded like an eager student. It seemed to forget that the current body was ridiculously frail.
Neither of you paid attention to the man with his chin on his palm. Asmo leaned over the table and watched you eat. In the real world, there would be nothing appealing about a person gobbling food like a starved animal. However, in this setting and with the Otome Filter Body Spray, Asmo couldn't help but chuckle at your pig manners.

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FanfictionYou open your eyes one day and find that you're already dead. But instead of Heaven or Hell, you find yourself bound to a mysterious voice ... [I'm the Secondary Character Grievance Delivery System and now that your physical body is dead we're bound...