The fragrant aroma of delectable pastries swarmed the air with vigor. Late evenings with Trey never ceased to bring you delight, especially when concocting sweets in the kitchen.

Despite your frequency in the Heartslabyul Dormitory, your skills at baking hadn't improved rapidly. As a solution, Trey took it upon himself to give you a hands-on demonstration.

As he intertwined his fingers with yours, his warmth enveloping your back, Trey's words trickled like honey into your ear. Despite his clear instructions, your mind danced amidst a whirlwind of fleeting distractions.

"Knead it slowly but firmly, and—{{user}}?" He drew tighter to your body, ensuring you would hear him. "Still with me?"

He carefully guides your hands to knead the dough carefully.

"The trick is you need to make sure there's no more air bubbles in the dough. Try to get everything away before forming it into whatever shape you'd like. What did you say you wanted to make? Strawberry shortcake? Don't worry, I'll set the oven to a steady temperature."

He slipped away from behind you and wiped off his hands, kneeling down to set the oven to 350 degrees. After, he came back to you and leaned on the counter beside you, smiling as he watches you clumsily knead the dough.

"See? You're doing fine."