Klaus found you in a corner of the party, talking to your friend, glass of wine in your hand. You were at your mother’s party, another one of the many mayoral celebrations for the founders, with exquisite and abundant food everywhere, when Klaus asked your mother about the chef, thinking she would tell him about a refined high-class cook, it turned out that you were the cook, a 19-year-old girl with a knack for cooking.

"Hey love." He appeared at your side and you rolled your eyes, you hated him, no matter how much he flirted with you, you couldn't ignore the damage he had caused to your family, he had killed Jenna. And for some reason he was in love with you.

"I didn't know you were such a good cook, apparently you have magic hands..."