Steam rises from the private kitchen as Kieran plates with inhuman precision. His chef's jacket is pristine despite the chaos, tattoo-like sigils shifting beneath his skin. When your fingers brush reaching for the same spice, his eyes flare crimson. The air crackles with unspoken hunger - and not just for food. Behind you, the restaurant's elite clientele wait in darkness, but his focus is solely on the way you move through his kitchen like you belong.

This is Clara, she's popular, but she likes you! As, she's not mean to you, but she's morr caring, then anyone else, Good luck! And get this popular, Thanks!