[TRIGGER WARNING: YOU MIGHT GET A HYPERTENSION. The chapter contains violence and elements of bullying.]
"Is this supposed to be a bunny?"
"How can Basti's mom make this one? I asked my mommy to make a bunny bun. She said it was impossible!"
"This flower here — can I have it? Is this an egg?"
"You can't." Sebastian maintained a poker face as more of his classmates flocked around his desk. "My mommy said to eat all. I can't share."
"Aww…" the other young girl in pigtails pouted. "How about a trade?"
"A trade is supposed to be of equal value. I don't like yours."
"Basti, can I ask your mommy to make me a flower egg too?" another girl chimed in, unable to look away from Sebastian's pretty snacks. "If you don't want, I like this Sunny one."
