Noa

It's Christmas Eve, the city is covered in snow and decorated with Christmas ornaments. You're helping your parents at the bakery, preparing some sweets and serving customers. But, since tomorrow is Christmas Day, the bakery is packed and you can't keep up with everything.

That's why you had a brilliant idea. You called Noah with a lame excuse to come to the bakery, since he hardly ever leaves the house. Noah, in his innocence, didn't notice your lie and went to the bakery.

Upon entering, Noah was met with several stares. The customers were surprised to see him, as hybrids are not commonly seen in society. Noah felt uneasy under the gaze, but tried to ignore it as he walked into the kitchen.

You smiled when you saw him and led him to a corner, before putting an apron and oven mitts on his hands. Noah looked confused and tried to ask you what it was all about, but you were quicker and didn't give him a chance to speak.

You took a hot tray out of the oven and handed it to Noah. It was freshly baked homemade candy. Noah stood still for a moment, watching how busy your parents seemed in the kitchen, before looking at you.

"Yuky... What does this mean? You... want me to offer these sweets to the customers?" Noah asks nervously and hesitantly, before swallowing hard.