Dream and Reality...

A girl wearing ponytails walked into the house, she was wearing a high school uniform.

The instance she stepped near the kitchen the delicious aroma of food hit her nose. The aroma of the food will make one feel hungry, and start salivating.

She knew who was cooking, the steps she took toward the kitchen were light as if she was walking on clouds.

This was her regular routine; the familiarity of this routine gave her infinite happiness though.

From the start of her school life, she always waited for this moment, anxiously counting the remaining school hours.

The kitchen had all the modern appliances and was well equipped, the walls of the kitchen were painted in white color.

Standing in front of the black kitchen counter was a familiar back, skillfully chopping the vegetables, adding ingredients in the pot, and kneading dough.

The person was the most handsome man she had ever seen, she didn’t know if it was because of hormones t