Sweet Treats

“Er, hi, Ashido,” Sato said, one hand still resting on the door to his dorm room. When he had heard the knock on his door, he had been expecting it to be one of the guys, inviting him to play video games or watch a movie or something. Certainly not Ashido, who he didn’t know very well, looking like excitement incarnate. “Did you need someth—Hey!”Without warning, Ashido shoved Sato in the chest, making him stumble out of the doorway and back into his room. Ashido followed after him, closing the door behind her after a quick, furtive glance up and down the hallway. Her eyes scanned his room next, taking in the mundane furnishings. Was it his imagination, or did her eyes seem to sparkle even brighter when they landed on his baking ingredients and his oven?“Sorry, Sato!” Ashido apologized, not sounding apologetic in the least. “This is serious business. I can’t take the chance anyone will overhear.”OR: Mina ropes Sato into helping her spread happiness among the students of Class 1-A.