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Starring outside of your window, you saw your neighbors kids playing in the backyard. "Y/N, GET UP OR I'LL EAT YOUR DORAYAKI!" your mother shouted from downstairs.
You studied cooking for 5 years and now here you were, still under your mother's roof, still looking for someone to hire you as their chef.
Although your mother already had a restaurant you wanted to make money on your own, not with your mother.
And you knew how your mother would act if you started earning money from her restaurant. She'd steal it from you because she's down bad about it.
Your father was also a professional at cooking. Since you were little, he'd make his famous dish called 'Patatas Bravas'.
As a kid, you loved spicy potatos when your father made it for you. You almost used to eat it everyday! Until, your dad passed away due to the lack of blood lost.
Yep, that's right. Your dad had passed away 8 years ago from a gang shoot-out. He wasn't involved in any gang shit but he got caught in cross fire.
The last time you ever saw him was when you promised him that you'll finish cooking school and make 'Patata's Bravas" the most famous dish in Japan.
Yeah, you were also living in Japan and you are a japanese but your appearance said otherwise. You were 25 going on 26 this year and you wanted to make this year a very special one.
You wanna be on top of the world this year, the best chef to ever exist! You wanted to be popular and rich but not help your mother with anything.
I mean sure, you would help her out a little since you know... she's your mother!
But due to her greed over money ehh.. not that much.
The second thing you wanted to do is make a family with the one you love the most. Your always talking to yourself about making a family but your single and your still a VIRGIN.
Your mother always wanted to marry you off to some random person but you refused since you didn't like her taste in men.. except your father.
Now.. if your father was alive, you would've done everything you could to help your old man.
You were like everyone said, a daddy's girl and you will always be a daddy's girl.
Your father was very special to you and you always kept him close to your heart.
You would think about him everyday and you would even dream about him sometimes. He was a great father and no one could tell you he wasn't.
A pure gentlemen, a sweetheart, a master chef at work, a loyal husband and a great father. He was more than only one thing. He treated your mother with passion and gave her as much love, attention and affection she needed.
The truth was you were inspired by your own father to become a chef just like him.
Everyone admired him in his famous restaurant as he cooked delicious foods in the back for hundreds of people who came to taste his food. He was your old man, the best guy you ever knew in your lifetime.
"Oh there you are, Y/n! Come help me with this packaging for costumer." You were now downstairs.
"..'kay." You walking up to her as you heard someone ring the bell on the counter. "That's the person right now, quick!"
Tying the bag with the bentos in it, you carried it to your mother who was at the counter, motioning you to hurry up and bring the food the person had ordered.
A tall man sat there with a cigarette between his lips, waiting patiently for his food. "Oh hello there! Here's your food, that'll be 350¥!" His tattoos were visible on his hands as he gave your mother the money for the food.
'Sin' and 'punishment' written on his veiny hands. Looking behind your mouth the took a quick glance at you, his hair grown out as two front pieces were in a light blonde.
Hearing your mother chuckle at him, "she's my daughter! Isn't she beautiful?" She asked the man as he looked at her. "She sure is, ma'am. May I ask how old she is?" He gave her a smile back. 'No mom, don't tell strangers my age!' Your fist tightened as your mother looked at you.
"She's 25 going on 26 and her name is L/n Y/n. You should hook up with her since your quite handsome yourself, young man!" Mentally face palming yourself, you felt embrassed as the man chuckled.
"Here's my number. You can give it to her, my name's Hanma Shuji by the way." He winked at you before walking out of the restaurant.
The restaurant and your house was actually linked together so it was sometimes loud but you didn't mind it at all. "Here Y/n!" She took the paper and crumbled it in your hand. "Now, you have a chance to get a real boyfriend and stop simping Gojo Satoru!" She smiled at you as your eyes widened, offended.
"MOM! DON'T YOU DARE HATE ON MY HUSBAND, GOJO SATORU!" giggling she walked over to the chefs to see what they needed. "Your dad would be happy if you had gotten a boyfriend by now."
The words echoing in your head, hearing that your father would've been proud. 'Ugh. I hate you mom although I still love you!' You stomped off to your room as you still were in your pjs.
Throwing sand at your window, you opened it and sand flew on your face. 'Worst day ever.' You rolled your eyes spitting out the sand that was able to enter your mouth. "Throw sand at my window again and I'll murder all of you down there!" You shouted, closing the window.
Walking towards the bathroom, you grabbed your towel and threw it on your shoulder. "MOMMA! I'M GONNA BE IN THE SHOWER IF YOU NEED ME!" "YEAHH!" She yelled back at you.
Your towel tightly wrapped around your body as another one was wrapped around you head. Entering your room, you staarted changing into some black joggers with white strips at the sides and a large black t-shirt.
Sitting on your bed, you grabbed your phone which was already on the bed. Opening it, you saw.. One new message from Unknown.
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Damn this was kinda long lmao
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