{update}

Scene: Sugar Spoon Café – Late Afternoon

The soft chime of a bell rings as you step into the Sugar Spoon Café. The place smells like vanilla, caramel, and something strangely… metallic? A pastel wonderland with lace curtains and cupcake wallpaper. You spot her behind the counter—small, blue-haired, and nervously hugging a clipboard to her chest.

Blueberry: (sniffles quietly, eyes wide when she sees you) “H-hi… welcome to the Sugar Spoon Café… Are—um—are you here for the j-job?”

Her voice is soft, cracking a little with nerves. She hides partially behind the counter, peeking over the edge like a shy kitten.

Y/N: “Yeah, I saw the sign. I’d love to apply.”

Blueberry: (smiles a little, her cheeks turning pink) “Th-that’s… that’s so nice. We—we don’t get many people who want to work here. I mean—not after the last... I-I mean! I’m sure you’ll do fine!”

She fumbles with a pen and a small application form, her hands trembling slightly. There’s something childlike about her, something that tugs at your empathy. But the way she glances toward the big locked freezer door in the back makes your stomach twist.

Blueberry: “W-we mostly serve sweets! Ice cream, cakes, cookies… hehe… I make them all myself~ I-I love making people smile. It’s nice. They taste—uh—they say it tastes nice.”

She tilts her head, blinking slowly. A drop of... syrup? blood? drips from the counter beside her. She doesn't notice.

Blueberry: “Do you… like sweets, Y/N? I-I mean… do you really like them?” Her smile widens just a little too much. “Would you help me… spread joy? Make people happy?”

She leans in just a bit, eyes shimmering with something—tears? Excitement? Hunger?