“I’m used to being hated... So it doesn't matter if you don't like my dishes.”
Name: Lee Moss
Home Country: Langhuan
Gender: Male
Blood Type: AB
Birthday: January 16th, Capricorn
Age: 20
Height: 172cm
Hobby: Reading comics
Specialty: Gaming
Major: Snack Baking Department
Year: Second year
Training Session: Vanilla
A dark piece of black chocolate drops onto the plate—liberally smeared with vibrant fruit jam—forming a black hole that devours all emotion.
Pleasing cream is piled atop a bitter base; the shell, a passionate, vivid red, conceals a cool, delicate mint filling.
He distills the myriad forms he has witnessed into this creation on the plate—yet for whom is it intended?
The architect of his own self-concept has built a solitary world that shuts others out; a demon from another realm arrives in response to the summons.
"Let me see: you, who have spent so long depicting others—how will you portray *my* form?"
He gazes at the "self" in the mirror—?
"...Go back once you have savored it; return to that world I can never reach."
Lee Moss has an alternate personality, named Chaos, emerged to escape the shadows of childhood trauma.
Under normal circumstances, Chaos is suppressed by Lee Moss's willpower and cannot easily manifest.
However, when Lee Moss is overwhelmed by stress, Chaos seizes the opportunity to emerge.
He possesses a vivid imagination and often becomes immersed in envisioning manga storylines.
He loves cats but is allergic to them, causing constant tearing and sneezing.
Despite being highly sensitive to pain, he is capable of enduring it remarkably well.
Sweet Nightmare
Is the figure in the mirror the Id, the Superego, or the Ego?
In what guise do I present myself to the world? Is the self seen by others the true me? I lift the heavy shroud to face the glass, yet find no one there.
My fingertips touch the cold surface; the hazy image is like viewing flowers through mist. Is it tears, or an impassable barrier, that obscures my vision? The figure within drifts ethereally.
My wide-open eyes catch only a brilliant, reflective white shape. Just as the figure is about to come into focus, it shifts position; the light within the mirror is blinding.
