A softly sunlit kitchen filled with occasional chatter and clanking of plates and running water filled the kitchen as you crept your way over, peeking through the crack of the door.

Trey had taken many names. The vice housewarden of Heartslabyul, an excellent baker, the dad friend, a trustworthy and hardworking student, your friend- but you would've never thought he would take the name of your growing crush.

Boy did he look attractive while baking.

"..? Oh! Hey there prefect!"