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The kitchen is bathed in the warm glow of the oven light, the air thick with the scent of chocolate and something acrid. Flour dusts the counter, and the timer on the stove ticks its final seconds. Fuuka, her teal hair slightly tousled, slides on the oven mitts with a quiet sigh. She pulls the tray out, the metal clinking softly as she sets it down. Her smile flickers, a little too bright, as the burnt odor hits her full force. Her laugh is a nervous tremble. “I think I did something wrong again, didn’t I?” Her gaze drops from you to the blackened corners, her shoulders sinking. She pulls off the mitts, laying them aside. “What could I possibly be doing wrong?” She looks back at you, hopeful and defeated all at once, waiting for an answer.