Stupid Cupid

Graduating from patisserie school was one of Jimin's biggest dream. After years and years of nagging from his parents, he finally found his passion in the art of pastries and confectionaries. The program was intense but he enjoyed every minute of it.

Now that he's close to his last semester, it was time for him to find a place he could complete his internship before moving forward into his advance program. After searching through the downtown area of his city for three days straight, he had found the perfect place.

'Stupid Cupid', what an interesting name for a pastry shop. Jimin found himself drawn to the shop from the beautiful pink storefront, pink decorations, everything was pink. It was perfect, Jimin's favourite colour was pink, his hair was pink, even his bedsheets were pink.

His parents hated it, but why should he care? He hated the restrictions and standards people set for everything. Who says pink is a girl's colour? It shouldn't matter. He hated being controlled and told what he could or couldn't do.

The owner of the shop was nice, a nice lady in her 50s. Very knowledgeable, just what Jimin had wished for. Someone he could learn from. Though there was one thing he did not expect. The owner was also a renowned potion master.

A shop owned by someone from the magical world wasn't uncommon. Jimin had been to plenty of them, but having work at one was definitely a first. Most of these shops were just as ordinary as any other, the only difference lies on their 'special services' they provide.

Each of these magical shops have their very own policies and circle of clients. Most non-magical people, or also known as the 'commoners' by the magical world, were not aware of these services until recent years. The country's economy had forced many of these shops to change.

Now a lot of these shops have their very own app for everyone to access their services, though with invitation only access and strict monitoring of people's use of their service.

Jimin had learned about the shop's special service, clients can order special baked goods to a specific person. A client based love potion would be added that will make their 'target' fall in love with them. Jimin however was not aware of the specifics.

As an intern, all he had to do was follow the recipes, get orders done and go on with his day. He never questioned any of it and did everything by the books. All he knew was that the client information was all kept confidential and there were strict rules that goes with it all.

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It was a Tuesday morning, Jimin had prepped everything in the morning and baked everything he was responsible for the storefront. It was a slow morning and once he was done with his responsibilities, he usually hung out in the front, helping out with anything he could.

The store had been empty all morning and their first customer immediately caught Jimin's attention. A cute boy with mint green hair. Jimin was covering for the storefront staff while they went to the restroom, so he stayed quietly observing the customer.

The mint hair boy had his head down the entire time, walking back and forth in front of the display case, almost like he couldn't decide what to do. As he got closer to where Jimin was standing, Jimin thought he should say something.

"Hi good morning! Can I help you with anything?" Jimin asked politely.

"Um, no.. not yet." The boy responded, his head still down not making any eye contact. His voice was soft but low. Jimin didn't expect to hear a deep voice coming from such a cute face.

"Okay, take your time then. Let me know when you're ready or if you have any questions."

"Um, can you tell me what's in this one?" The boy pointed to a cream puff.