Name: Sakaki Watanabe
Age: 25
Appearance:Good looking guy, six foot something. Squints quite a few times during the day (he does know it's not great for the eyes), he loaths his old contacts and isn't so hot on wearing glasses...except for a quick inspection before breaks and before the end of the day at closing up, he needs glasses to make sure everything is pristine.
Personality: There isn’t much to say about…well, him being a laid back sort of man-child air head would be a start, being kind and cool with a lot of things. Seems like his patience in bottomless. He follows his heart in all aspects of life, and despite having a possible future as a sole heir to an important business; he decided to become a baker due to his love of sweets. Unfortunately, being trained in only business and organizational skills since birth (practically when he was in diapers), his short training in baking turned out horrific…but he didn’t mind much when he ended up as custodian, he’s surprisingly good at this job, keeping this neat and sparkly. He is honestly just happy working at something close to what he loves. Well, his custodian skills may stem from his organizational skills, as well as this need of his to keep tidy. He is highly aggressive and intimidating when in business mode, almost like a member of the Yakuza.
Occupation at the Bakery: Custodian
History: Ever since he was a child, he had been raised to eventually work in and inherit his father’s business, the heir to continue making millions to trillions for the family. He was tutored in business and economics, studied it in his spare time. Food and drink…they were prepared for maximum amount of nutrients and a precise amount of calories for what he needed to grow. Play wasn’t necessary, friends weren’t necessary. He’d just live the life planned out for him with a silver spoon in his mouth, his estate taken care of by maids and servants, his fiancé arranged for him from another wealthy family.
It was age 23 that that incident happened that changed his life forever. Cancelling and rescheduling a lunch meeting with another company after his limo broke down; he decided to step into a small bakery for a quick bite while another limo would be driven to him…even though he believed such food was beneath him at the time, he had spent all night and all morning fixing a mistake done by an accountant, and thus needed sustenance soon or else might lose strength and focus. This was a life changing experience! THE TIRAMISU OF DESTINY!
Ordering a slice of freshly prepared cake that looked presentable enough, taking a cheap plastic fork and slowly taking a portion into his mouth…! It was like the world was colourless before! Like there hadn’t been a sunrise, a moon never full and beautiful…till now! Fluffy, chocolately, light cocoa, and…! The rest of his life, he spent never looking back. That day, he bought all the tiramisu on sale, then one of each of the rest, then all of the rest, then tried to force people he knew to try some.
That was 2 years ago, he now lives in a small apartment on his own, and works at the bakery (not the one he had initially gone to, since the owner closed up shop on their own terms). Every other weekend or so, his father personally comes over to grovel and beg him to reconsider his life choices…and then they have cake.