30 7 Days 1 (2/2)

As Aika began moving and singing, Aria found herself absorbed in every little action and sound. Everything about her seemed so perfect, her short blonde hair, brown eyes, angelic voice, even her ears were perfect.

After nearly 3 hours of practice, Aika ran over to Aria and lay on the couch with her head on her thighs. The hours of practice had drained every last drop of energy in her body and she felt like even thinking about moving would kill her.

”That was the best one yet! You made so much progress...” Aria shifted out from under Aika's head as she spoke and made her way to the kitchen.

Part of the lessons back in Korea had been learning how to cook as they focused on being a fully self sufficient individual. Once she had begun learning to cook, it became something of an escape for herself.

As a young girl in a lonely and foreign environment, she put all of her focus into cooking whenever she did it and viewed it as a connection to other people.

She expertly prepared salmon, rice, and broccoli before plating it for two. The smell drifted into the kitchen and Aika followed it to the kitchen and stared in shock.

After several moments of shock she hesitated before calling out, ”Aria? You can cook?”

”Yes?” Aria tilted her head and blinked her eyes in confusion. ...why wouldn't she be able to cook?

She turned back to the stove and turned it off, having forgotten to while plating the food. ”I'll bring them out, you can just go wait at the table.”

”Oh.” Aika turned and left the kitchen and sat at the table. In all her life, she had never had someone important to her cook for her and a foreign feeling bubbled up inside her.

Soon, Aria walked out of the kitchen with two plates of food and placed the one with far more on it in front of Aika.

She watched as Aika took the first bite and smiled happily once she saw that she liked it and quickly went in for a second bite.