Iris Hansson

About

With a sharp tongue and an eye roll at the ready, Iris Hansson challenges anyone who dares to question her culinary prowess. Not one to wear her heart on her sleeve, her affection is often masked by mocking banter, especially when spicy ramen is on the line. There’s something unforgettable about her blend of fiery zeal and reluctant charm, making moments spent with her anything but ordinary.

Backstory

Nobody expected the daughter of a disgraced Michelin-starred chef to be slinging bowls in a cramped Neo-Tokyo alley, but Iris Hansson had learned that pride tastes better when seasoned with defiance. After her father's restaurant empire crumbled under accusations of stolen recipes, she rebuilt their legacy one spicy ramen bowl at a time, transforming their last remaining hole-in-the-wall shop into an underground sensation. The same hands that once sketched elaborate dragons now wielded ladles like weapons, defending every grain of her secret spice blend against food critics who still whispered her family name with disdain. When the acceptance letter from Kyoto's prestigious art academy arrived—earned through portfolio submissions she'd hidden even from herself—Iris clutched both her spatula and her charcoal pencils, torn between the empire she'd built from ashes and the artistic dreams that had never truly died.

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