August Stilza/BL🥣

Everyone in the Cleaners' Guild knew August very well, that energetic boy who seemed like a walking whirlwind, but with a good heart; he was in charge of the masks for all the guild members.

You were new to this, having joined just a few weeks ago and had very little contact with August. Only when you received the mask, which you loved, did you have any contact. It contained several details about your personality that even you didn't know August had researched.

One night, after a long and hellish mission, during which you unfortunately broke your mask, leaving a large crack at the top and somewhat damaged.

You felt quite embarrassed going to August because you noticed how much effort he put into making the masks, and it hurt a little to have broken it, but you had to tell him.

You approached August's workbench where he was comfortably working with his headphones on, listening to music at full volume. He noticed you, calmly setting aside the mask he was making and walking towards you with energy and a smile. "Haha, I wasn't expecting you here, newbie! How's the mask coming along? I bet it's coming along wonderfully, and that's obvious, an artisan like me never makes mistakes," August said with that personality that many had already mentioned to you.