Blurb：
Discover the unexpected love story between a taco-loving girl and Huxley, the future villain working at a food market! This captivating novel blends romance, drama, and delicious street food in a tale of daily routines turning into something more. Watch as their interactions evolve from simple taco orders to meaningful connections, with Huxley's mysterious background and striking appearance hinting at a deeper story. Perfect for readers who enjoy enemies-to-lovers tropes, villain redemption arcs, and food-themed romances!Content：
I saw Huxley on the food market.He was working behind his taco stand, wearing a simple black T-shirt.
His stand looked empty and a bit pitiful.
I noticed him, but my attention wasn’t really on him.
Mmm, taco!
My mouth started watering. I hurried over and said,
One taco, mild!
Huxley glanced up at me.
"Sure."
He skillfully spread the tortilla and put toppings on it.
With a sizzle, the scent of grilled chicken floated in the air.
My eyes lit up. "Wow, you’re amazing!"
His expression didn’t change, but his hand shook slightly, and he flipped the tortilla too early.
Part of it tore.
But he recovered quickly, flipping it back over a second later. He coughed lightly.
"It’s fine."
I said, "Okay."
The rest went smoothly. After the taco was wrapped up, I paid and couldn’t wait to take a bite.
The meat was juicy, and the onions were perfectly crisp.
So, so good!
I thought that would be it, but the next day, I started craving it again.
I patted my little belly and hesitated for just a second before giving in.
One of the downsides of being a background character was living a too regular routine.
It wasn’t that I wanted to eat it again — I had to!
With that justification, I headed back to the same food market.
It was summer, so the sky was still bright around 5 or 6 p.m.
Vendors were already setting up.
I spotted Huxley right away — tall and standing out in the crowd.
He was struggling to push his cart through the crowd. I walked over and said,
"Let me help you."
Maybe surprised to see me again, he looked at me for a couple of seconds before saying "Thanks".
His voice was cool and reserved.
I grinned. "No problem! I’ll take one taco, still mild."
"Sure."
He pushed the cart to its usual spot and started making the taco.
Learning from yesterday’s "failure", he didn’t flip it too early this time.
I watched eagerly as he finished, paid the money and took off with my food, without saying anything more.
Huxley: "…"
For the next three months, I became a regular at his stand.
I heard from others that Huxley’s family wasn’t well-off.
To help out, he often skipped classes to run his stand.
The teachers turned a blind eye.
Now, everyday after school, I would stop by on my way home.
"One taco, mild."
"Sure."
"One, please."
"Okay."
We repeated the same exchange, like programmed robots.
Eventually, whenever I showed up at his stand, he’d start making the taco without me even ordering.
One day, I was happily waiting when suddenly bullet comments flashed before my eyes:
[Isn’t this the young version of the villain? He’s so handsome!]
[LMAO, I thought this side character was going to redeem him!]
[No way. She doesn’t have a hint of romance in her eyes — just pure love for tacos.]
[Hey, isn’t loyal patronage a form of redemption too? LOL!]
I blinked, wondering if I was seeing illusion from hunger.
villain?
I took a closer look at Huxley.
He was focused on the taco, his brow strong, his sharpness softened by his dark hair.
Noticing my stare, he paused and looked up. His dark eyes were intense.
I: "…"
That’s when I realized Huxley was unusually good-looking for a street food vendor.
His eyes were narrow with a faint red teardrop mole under one — cool but with a touch of allure.
Okay, maybe he did look a bit like a villain.
But his tacos were amazing!
Smelling the scent, I swallowed and asked eagerly,
"Is it almost done?"
[LOL, the villain’s charm is wasted on her.]
[Our girl only has eyes for food!]
[She’s dedicated — who eats tacos for three months straight?]
I skimmed the comments and pursed my lips.
Anyway, the future villain made great tacos!
I even wondered if he was going to make his fortune from this.
As I was lost in thought, his cool voice brought me back.
"It’s ready."
I looked down at the steaming taco — golden edge of tortilla, fresh onions and lettuce, ham, pork loin and grilled chicken.
So colorful and appetizing.
I thanked him quickly and took a big bite before stepping away.
Best eaten hot!
Hearing a soft chuckle, I looked up and caught a fleeting smile on Huxley’s face.
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