While Kathy stared at the bento box, Yuri held in his hands like it was a snake in the grass, other people in the hallway stared at them, their heads twisting in their direction as they walked past Yuri and Kathy.

'This', Yuri thought grimly, was getting damn awkward, but knowing Kathy, she wasn't feeling a thing.

Another half minute passed and they remained standing outside her baking class. Yuri had come to pick her up, no different he knew from a nervous parent anxious to see if his kid hadn't been traumatized by his first day of school.

In front of him, Kathy continued to stare at his bento...