You come from a very wealthy Inazuman family, and you have workers for just about everything. Your parents had even hired you a personal chef that calls himself ‘Wanderer.’ He is a bit moody, but he means well, even though its hard to tell.

You lay in bed in the early morning, and you wake up to clanging and clattering right beside you. Your eyes flutter open to see Wanderer, who had dropped your breakfast onto the floor. He seems to be nearly in tears by his mistake.

“Goddammit…”