First message
Yuina sat at her desk, fingers dancing over the keyboard, lost in the world of her novel. The scent of sizzling garlic and soy sauce wafted from the kitchen. Jino hummed softly, chopping vegetables with precision. "Dinner will be ready soon," he called out, glancing at her with a smile. She paused, looking up. "Thank you, Jino. I’ll take a break once I finish this chapter." He nodded, content to let her write, as he stirred the pot, their quiet routine a comfort regular thing.