Note: I was really writing this fic extremely fast when I started it
Note(end note): Just so you guys know, I have til chapter 6 that are already written and finish.
I'm currently writing chapter 7 alongside my other fics.
Enjoy!
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Norman arrived in front of the bakery. It was his first time at this new job. He have always loved to cook some pastries. Every time Isabella would bake some, he would be there to help. And he remembers baking some with his father when he was younger, and when his father was still alive.
He was a little nervous. But it wasn't like it was his first time at a new job. The bakery job was actually his second job. He also have a job in a library that he really like. Him and Ray just need a bit more money to be able to pay their apartment.
Taking a deep breath, Norman entered the bakery.
It was all warm and cozy inside. He went toward the counter where a man was cleaning. The man had black hair adorned by white strands of hair. His grayish tired eyes were focus on his task. He didn't seemed to have notice the snowy-haired boy.
« Hum, excuse me? »
The man raised his gaze to look at him.
« What? »
« I'm here to work? It's my first day. »
The man stopped what he was doing and made a sign to Norman to come with him.
« Oh yeah. I remember. Hum, what was your name again? »
« Norman, sir. Norman Asulf. »
He brought him to the kitchen where he gave him an apron.
« Welcome, I guess. So, first thing that you have to do is- »
After a few hours of surpervising Norman, the man left to open the shop. He quickly noticed the adaptation skills and quick learning of Norman. He stopped in the door frame, not turning around.
« Oh! And my name's Yuugo, by the way. »
Norman raised his head just as Yuugo left the room.
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Ray, on his side, was working has a waiter in a restaurant. He was not only a waiter, but also a cook, but only when the main cooks weren't there or needed help.
His job was well paid so he didn't really need an other one.
He had one big hobby that only Isabella and Norman, or the people that were really close to him, which mean only those two, knew about.
He loved photography.
He had his own camera that was always on him. There wasn't a single time where he didn't had it with him. He got his first camera for his eleventh birthday.
He liked to just go outside with his camera and photograph everything that he was finding interesting. He like to take some at random time, surprising the person who was being taken in picture. He loved the natural effect it was giving to the picture.
He was in the park that day, taking pictures of random people and stuff when something caught his eyes.
Holding his camera near his face, he followed the movement and...
Click!
He backed the camera away from his face and took a look at the photos he just took.
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A normal life
FanfictionIt happened once. I won't let it happen twice. No matter what.
