The bakery was inviting with the smell of hot cake, which motivated him to enter and as soon as he walked through the door, the air at the ideal temperature made him sigh with relief.

In front of him was an uncomfortable man, as if he didn't want to be seen there and was in a hurry. His curious eyes and lack of subtlety made him watch him for too long and he blushed when he saw his intense gaze.

What it was? Just because I'm a delinquent doesn't mean I don't like red fruit cake.