Declaration

Without thinking, I leaned forward, opened my mouth, and casually bit the piece of grilled sausage straight off her pointed fork.

Yerin froze mid-sentence, staring at her empty fork before letting out a dramatic, pouting whine. "Hey!! That was my sausage, Seth!"

I chewed and swallowed calmly, ignoring the warm, amused smiles spreading across Julian, Alice, and Yoona's faces. "Don't whine. You don't have to worry about cafeteria food anyway. Whenever you're hungry at Avalon, I'll just cook for you myself."

Yerin's pouting face instantly vanished, replaced by a wide grin. She clapped her hands together in delight. "Yay! Now I can go back to Avalon without any worries at all."

The rest of breakfast proceeded smoothly in that cozy, comfortable rhythm. The conversation flowed naturally, shifting between praise for Yerin's record-shattering farewell concert, stories about life on the Avalon campus, and casual chats about recent movie releases.