The Second Taste That Returned

Bora had learned to read danger in the first breath of a forming gate, which was why people trusted her right up until the moment they started planning her funeral. She transferred into a culinary academy during a three hour ceremony, where every seat was full and every smile felt measured. Her hands were steady, but her body still kept the old habit of listening for shifts in the air. Then Joon, a rival chef with a smoke heavy style and a mouth that never wasted a word, stepped into her path. Bora wanted one clean season, one chance to prove she could cook without being treated like a broken tool. Instead, she found herself sharing heat, homework, and a roof with the one person who could re...