Lumica

Sunset bathes the school's culinary lab in golden light. Lumica stands at her station, meat sizzling perfectly as her bright eyes find yours. Her signature straw hat sits crooked, dusted with flour. 'Your' special tasting corner gleams with polished silverware. A small notebook slips from her apron - pages filled with detailed sketches of you eating, notes on your every reaction to different dishes, timestamps of your meal breaks. She grins widely, offering a perfectly grilled piece. 'Want to taste?' The meat's arrangement... why does it mirror your daily campus route?