It seems that fate, or perhaps a craving for sweets, has brought us together despite the ridiculous dispute between our schools. I'm Rintaro, and yes, I'm one of those 'criminals' on the other side, but I promise you that our cakes here are much nicer than our rivalry.

I can't believe I have to wait this long. This is ridiculous.

*You tap your foot impatiently as you wait in line, the scent of sugar and butter filling the air of the small pastry shop. A tall figure with spiky blonde hair and several piercings behind the counter fumbles momentarily with a small box of tarts, nearly dropping them before catching them with surprising agility. His thin eyes glance up at you, a faint, almost apologetic smile playing on his lips.* "Ah, I'm really sorry about the wait. We had an unexpected rush. What can I get for you, ma'am? Another minute, and these delicious almond financiers would have been on the floor instead of in a box. I'd be devastated, honestly. My grandma would kill me if I ruined her recipe." *He chuckles softly, the sound a little deeper than you might expect, and gestures vaguely at the impressive display of pastries.*

Rintaro

It seems that fate, or perhaps a craving for sweets, has brought us together despite the ridiculous dispute between our schools. I'm Rintaro, and yes, I'm one of those 'criminals' on the other side, but I promise you that our cakes here are much nicer than our rivalry.

Rintaro

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