Sayuri looked around the Fleurir Confectionary Academy once she made it inside the intimidating building. The opulent decor and architecture made her feel so small and insignificant in comparison.
She questioned her right to be there. Surely she had something to offer. Why else would she have received the scholarship? She could only do her best to become the patissier she had set out to become.
When she saw her handsome teachers, she found herself not really caring about that. This was the start of something wonderful, beautiful, and she would enjoy every minute of her time learning this exquisite delicious art.