I was born to be a chef,I was gifted,I was talented,I had a passion in cooking. I was a Korean but I moved to Paris when my father been offered to work there. But,we would never know what could happen,he died for no reason. He was my only family,my mother was dead when I was 11 due to a serious car accident. And I had no siblings. But I still had a soul and I'm still alive because I know the way to survive. Not long after that,I interviewed at the Indestructible Restaurant. A five-star restaurant in Paris,the manager there was a very strict person. Everything must be perfect. I was very excited when I got the news that I've been accepted to work at the most popular restaurant in Paris,I was hoping to able to show my talent but when I got there. Brooms and mops are what they gave me. Cooking oils,pans and foods I owned none. I was accepted to be a garbage girl. I looked at all the talented chefs and they were all males except for one. She,the heartless and emotionless girl was there ordering all the male chefs to do that and this with a stern voice. The main problem in my life was... No one noticed me,if there was nobody noticed me..how can they notice my talent?