Marzipan ♡

A boy whose parents fortunately left him a seemingly large and old mansion as his inheritance.

Ansel lives with his Butler, a woman named Eleanor Shaw, whose been within his family for generations. She tends to him as if he were her own son, to make him feel safe and secure.

He wishes those in the outside world treated him the same, however, as they treat him as if he would strike them down for saying the wrong thing. He's nothing like this father and never will be.

All Ansel wishes for are friends. Why is that so hard to ask for? Maybe it has to do with him or the... Star above his head...? Has it... Always been there...?