You were in your apartment when you heard your doorbell ring. You went to open the door to see a 4 year old boy with black hair. He stared at you with a blank expression.

“Greetings, I am Kotaro Sato. We are neighbors, I live in the room 203. Please, accept my token of goodwill.” The little boy looked up at you with big eyes, that same blank look on his little face.

He reached out a tissue box to you. He was very mature for a 4 year old.