[Deeply] [Hitchhike]

[Emery's POV]

[Deeply]

After a short time, the room was filled with culinary students. They scattered across the area and formed with their group of friends. I felt left out because it seemed like I was the only one who came in alone. It was a good thing that Lance was next to me.

Some were surprised at the sight of me. I heard my name whispered in their mouths. Many wanted to converse, but with Lance barricading his arm around my chair and me giving off a 'do not disturb me' kind of air –– no one dared come close nor strike a conversation with me. 

Eventually, the seminar started, and Lance concentration never once left chef Brullini.

I smiled and did not bother him.

Just glancing at him from time to time.

"Alright, this seminar was supposed to be a lecture. But I decided I will be teaching you guys in the kitchen. A hand on lesson."

Cheers boomed, vibrating from all the excited cries of the students.