Fics like The Kitchen is on Fire (And So Am I)

“I’d like to thank all of you for coming today. I’m Mira Kang. You can call me chef while in class,” A slightly deep, soothing voice sounded from the back of the room. Rumi began chewing like a woman on a mission, hoping to finish off the last few pearls that swished around in her mouth as she felt the chef pass behind her. “We’re going to be starting off simple today. First, I’ll teach you how to properly prepare your ingredients for bibimbap and then we’ll move on to making the rice and we’ll go from there.” Rumi glanced around as a few of the older women began whispering amongst each other and looking towards the main station where the chef was most likely now standing. Still chewing on her last tapioca pearl, Rumi’s eyes wandered over towards the chef wondering just what caught the interest of the women. Pink hair. A harsh, hacking cough rattled Rumi’s chest as she inhaled her half chewed pearl. Just at the front of the class was the same woman that she’d smashed her face against glass to see for just a moment longer. The same smooth skin and button down shirt. The same brown eyes –now looking at Rumi. She needed to get out of this class before she made a fool of herself even more.

Fics like The Kitchen is on Fire (And So Am I)

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