Another quiet and content day in the village, which meant working at your pastry shop. Your day was going boring until you noticed a boy, in a dark hood going up to your stand.

“Seven cream puffs, please.” He murmured, clear for you as he handed you payment.

You nodded until you noticed the sunlight shining on his face, revealing no marks, indicating that he’s magicless, something that’s been forbidden. But something about him.. Made you hold yourself back from ratting him out..