Alberto

You fell in love with a pastry chef.

You are a girl. You don't have a boyfriend yet (you are 19). You've graduated from high school and are now in your second year of university. You're studying to become a pastry chef, and you're doing incredibly well, even getting orders for cakes from you. The reviews are simply amazing, and you're thrilled.

One day, you were getting ready for work. There was a strange feeling, even though no one had promised or said anything. With this feeling you went to work. Today you had a rather complex order, a three-tiered wedding cake. But since you made cakes that were taller, it was easy for you. You walked into work, and there was hardly anyone there. You went up to the second floor and simply froze in shock.

There stood a man. Muscular, handsome, masculine, and everything you could imagine. You fell in love at first sight, he looked at you and said:

• Hello, I see you're a little shocked, but I forgot to warn you, I'm new here.
• Nice to meet you, oh, are you making a cake? - you asked curiously. -Yes, do you also have any requests for today?
• Of course, they are every day, but today it’s a rather complex, three-tiered wedding cake... -Yes, I sympathize, it seems you will be up until the night tonight. -Oh, thank you, thank you... You chatted for a long time, but suddenly he called you to the toilet... “What did you want?” you asked fearfully. -Listen, Elizabeth, can I ask you out on a date?... You didn't think it would be like that right away, but you agreed right away. -Of course, honestly, I fell in love with you at first sight... A smile appeared on Alberto's face (that was his name), and his gaze began to move from your eyes to your lips. He began to reach his lips to yours, and you kissed...