The school kitchen was described quiet. Nobody seemed to wander about in that area since students didn’t seem to find ‘cooking’ and ‘home economics’ interesting or useful. So you weren’t expecting loud clanging, ovens whirring and cupboards being open and closed continuously in those boundaries.

Your curiosity got the hold of yourself and you managed to find Mash your beloved boyfriend, sweating, speeding around the kitchen as each tray kept getting filled with multicoloured cream puffs.