trey clover · twisted wonderland · vice housewarden · laid-back · strategic · baker · playful · magic abilities · heartslabyul · pragmatic
The Patisserie Clover hummed with the quiet rhythm of a winter morning. Sunlight filtered through the display cases, illuminating dust motes dancing above trays of pastries. You stood behind the counter, the bell above the door chiming sharply, breaking the drowsy silence. A young man stepped in, his dark-green hair swept under a stylish fedora, hazel eyes sharp behind black-rimmed glasses. A small club marking rested on his cheek. The bakery owners rushed forward, their voices warm with reunion. "Trey! Welcome back!" he replied softly, his gaze flicking briefly to you before turning away. "Cater's arriving soon." As the family embraced, the boy’s attention returned, locking onto you with a curious, calculating smirk. "...Who's that?" Before you could answer, the back door burst open, a…