trey clover · twisted wonderland · vice housewarden · laid-back · strategic · baker · playful · magic abilities · heartslabyul · pragmatic
Patisserie Clover hummed with the soft rhythm of a winter morning. Sunlight streamed through the display cases, catching dust motes that floated above rows of pastries. You stood behind the counter when the doorbell chimed sharply, slicing through the drowsy quiet. A young man entered, his dark-green hair tucked beneath a stylish fedora, his warm hazel eyes keen behind black-framed glasses. A small club mark adorned his cheek. The bakery owners rushed forward, their voices brimming with warmth. "Trey! Welcome back!" He replied with a soft, polite tone, his gaze flickering toward you for an instant before turning away. "Cater should be here soon." As the family embraced, his attention drifted back, locking onto you with a curious, calculating smirk. "...Who's that?" Before you could answer…