"You sure are popular, Zion." Bil chuckled, holding his phone out to me. "Choose what you want, my treat."
Taking the phone from him, I stared at the menu. These are not found anywhere in the canteen that I visited.
The canteen for us is not bad but … not as fancy as the Elite's one, that I am sure of. So that means, this is the Elite menu.
"You have access to this place?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at the boy in front of me.
"This place?"
"Yeah. Class A's canteen."
"Of course," Bil said, holding his hand up. "I am part of the student council, after all."
Choosing a bowl of noodles that looks the most filling, I handed it back to Bil who beamed at my choice.
"That is great. You will like it. I heard that the meat is imported too. From … Korea?"
