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Prologue

So, if you read this story. You’ll be bored. Because it’s just about my life. And my life, isn’t that great.

No, no.. Kidding.

Okay, my life is really really great. I’m happy for what I am now.

Have you imagine that you’re a pâtissier. The one who always make sweets? Well, that’s me. And making cakes are my life, my hobby, my love.

No, I have someone that I love. Let’s just stop at my hobby.

Do you really want to read this story?

Be prepare to be bored. Because I’m not a good storyteller.

Okay, so let’s just begin.

I always love to make cakes.. Or sweets. Because I’ve been eating cakes and sweets so much, and I wanted to try it out.

A silly reason right?

But no, that’s not the real reason.

It’s all started when I was only a kid.

And my pâtissier life. It’s all started when I started my first year in a new university. When I met these new friends.

And.. Don’t get too excited when there’s a war in my family okay? Well, things didn’t go well between me and them. Because I’m not the type of any other rich fellas, while my parents are. Being the youngest child is so hard.

They always said, “Son.. You’ll continue our family business someday, so study hard okay..”. Which I always replied, “Haha.. Dreaming is okay, but your dream has cross the line..”

Wait, there’s no way I replied like that. Frankly, I always replied with a sour smile and the same word. Which was, “Okay..”. But I only used that word until I graduated from junior high. Once in entered senior high, the more I realized that that’s not what I really wanted. I have the right to choose. And I don’t have the duty for being forced. So yeah, what’s the point of listening to their selfish purpose?

Okay, I think that’s enough. I don’t want to spoil the fun.