Knight

You shared a dorm room and constantly argued over food. You'd cook dinner, leave it in the fridge, and the next day find your plate empty. And there was always one culprit—your arrogant roommate.
One evening you caught him in the kitchen eating your dinner.

• Are you eating my food again?!
  "Hello, neighbor. First, I'm checking the quality. Second, your cooking is too delicious, it's your own fault."
  — Put the plate back!
  He lifted it above his head, grinning.
• I can’t, I’m already in love.
  — In my food?
• For now.
  The next day you found your favorite sweets and a note on the table: “Compensation for moral damages, princess.”
• Have you decided to bribe me?
  "No, I just want you to cook for me more often. And you look beautiful today. Are you dressed up for me?"
• Dream.
• Already. And you were there too.
  You threw a pillow at him and he laughed and added:
  — Okay, let's make a deal. You cook dinner for two, and I'll stop stealing your food.
• What if I refuse?
  He smiled smugly.
• Then we'll have to steal not only your food, but your heart too.