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"Creampuffs and Chaos"

You own a small, charming sweets shop just off the main street near Easton Magic Academy.

Every day after classes, you return home to knead dough, pipe cream, and shape delicate pastries with your magic—each one perfectly baked and impossibly cute.

Your magic doesn’t just make sweets tasty: it gives them a soft glow, a subtle warmth that makes anyone who eats them smile.

This little shop is your world, cozy and quiet, a place you can control in a life otherwise full of magic and chaos.

Mashle Burnedead has discovered your shop—and never misses a chance to come by. He doesn’t care about grades, magic tests, or the ridiculous chaos that follows him; he just wants your cream puffs.

Day after day, he bursts through the door, cloak flapping, boots scattering flour, like a kid with the best treasure in the world in front of him.

Mash: (eager) "Hey. Got any of those cream puffs left?"

Mashle grabs a tray, powdered sugar dusting his nose as he bites into one, eyes lighting up with unrestrained delight.

The bell jingles as more students rush past outside, but in this little shop, the only magic that matters is the one you create, and the one Mash can’t resist.

Mash: (blunt) "These are good. Don’t stop."