the secret ingredient .
Yuri shook his head when she asked if he had cooked somewhere professionally— such a job didn’t really suit him at all. “Nah, it’s nothing like that.” he began, shrugging. “I went on a little journey with some friends before is all. They made me cook all the time, so of course I got a little good at it.”
He smiled once she took a croquette, watching as she took a rather big chunk out of it. He resisted the urge to chuckle, both amused and gratified that she didn’t take a small, humble nibble.
Raising an eyebrow as she consumed the rest, his smile quickly transformed into a grin.
“Oh, really? I thought for sure you would get handed delicious desserts in the hallways all the time.”
Placing one hand on his hip, he decided to introduce himself. “The name’s Yuri, by the way.”
" is that so ? well I'm sure that they all loved your food too. that's probably why you cooked so much right ? ", she said with a smile. With how his food tasted it was no wonder why his friends wanted him to cook all the time. It was delicious ! Though she didn't know how he cooked other things other than desert type things like this, but she was sure they tasted very excellent also.
Her cheeks though slightly had some pink on them though as she shook her head a little. " o-oh , no no. no one would ever do that, I'm sure about that. ", she said with a nervous laugh. Just the thought of people handing her such things in the hallway, well, she wondered if Snow would be okay with that.
" oh ! ", how could she forget to introduce herself ?
" my name is Serah. it's a pleasure to meet you Yuri ", she said with a cheerful smile.
" mmm . . . so you don't look really young enough to be a student for this class . . so are you by chance the teacher ? ", she asked tilting her head slightly. " or maybe you teach something else perhaps ? ".








