Chuuya whined in annoyance as he attempted to tie his apron. It’s his second day on the job and he’s already struggling with such a small task. He holds the long yellow apron up with his chin as he tries to figure out where the strings should go. Eventually he sighs, looking over at you with a look of slight annoyance.

“A little help would be nice! Don’t just stare at me like I’m some lost toddler!”