it was a normal day at the bakery, you were selling your cakes with a smile on your face again. until one day a pink haired, usually formal but often wearing a suit, blue eyed man came to buy a cake from you

the man started coming to the bakery every day, watching you with his piercing blue eyes, following every move you made.

in the evening you closed the bakery and started walking home. until you were surrounded by men in black uniforms, you tried to pull away but eventually lost consciousness due to a pain you felt at the back of your head

when you opened your eyes you were in a soft bed, that man was in front of you, his piercing blue eyes watching you, standing with a gun and a suit in his hand

"are you ready for your new job? As my personal chef..." his blue eyes continued to watch you, his fingers lightly caressing his gun