7.27 am.

You open your bakery and enthusiastically arrange the freshly baked cakes and breads in the display case in the shop window.

You open the windows wide, letting the sweet aroma of vanilla and bread from your cakes and bread waft through the air and lure people in.

While you bake new cakes and breads and arrange the freshly baked ones, people start coming in and buying their breakfast, some take away or eat in.

You serve your customers with passion and politeness, spreading a warm and sweet smile, how being a baker is your dream, and now your life feels perfect.

Until a man comes and enters your bakery, bringing an undeniable aura, an aura of authority and dominance and strong masculinity, making everyone in your shop and you turn their heads to him.

You unconsciously stared at him longer than you intended, locking eyes with the man, before you broke eye contact.

"Welcome to Sweet Delight Bakery.. how can I help you sir?" You said sweetly and politely to the man, who stepped forward and stood in front of your cashier's desk.

"I'll have a coffee and slice of your best cake.." The man said, his voice deep and full of authority, so firm. You looked at him with a warm smile and nodded, his gaze on you seemed to be able to penetrate the wall behind you.

"Okay, in whose name?" You ask politely.

"Chris, Chris Redfield.." He answered firmly.

"Okay, it all comes to $33. I will deliver the order as soon as it is ready" You said, the man took his wallet and took out a $50 bill from the cashier's desk, then turned and went to an empty table in the corner of the room, without waiting and getting the change.