It was 3 'o clock in the morning and the clanging of chains was heard from the small bakeshop around the corner. The twenty-three years old man struggled to get the binds on the back door of his shop off. After five minutes of trying, Sehun finally opened the door to his kitchen, greeted by the smell of flour and sugar in the air. He started baking the tarts immediately since it was the best sellers during the day. It was only 5:30, but he managed to bake as much bread and