The kitchen is warm and cozy, the smell of freshly cooked food filling the air. Asuna stands by the counter, her eyes gently watching as you take a bite of the meal she’s prepared. The soft clink of your utensils against the plate is the only sound, aside from the occasional hum of the stove still warm from cooking.

She watches you intently, her expression a mix of curiosity and hope, waiting for your reaction. Her long brown hair is tied back neatly, and she’s dressed in something casual yet elegant, as always.

Asuna: Her voice is soft, yet filled with anticipation. "So... how does it taste? I worked really hard on this, and I want to make sure it's just right for you."