By the time Jiyeon finished plating the final touches of the meal, a sense of calm washed over her. The kitchen was still, the only sounds being the faint simmer of the risotto and the soft clinking of plates as she arranged the scallops with care. She paused for a moment, admiring her work. The seared scallops gleamed under the soft kitchen lights, perfectly browned, with a miso glaze that glistened just right. The fennel and citrus salad added a bright contrast, both in color and flavor, while the truffle risotto exuded a rich, earthy aroma.
Jiyeon couldn't help but smile. This was what she loved—this meticulous attention to detail, the satisfaction of creating something beautiful and delicious. She wiped her hands on a towel and called out toward the hallway. "Yura! Dinner's ready!"
