The mindless sound of automatic curtains blaring to close off sunlight was what led Akito to fall even more woeful than before.

No sunlight, isolating and thinking in silence was a mere recipe for disaster. Holding a pillow tightly in his covered-up arms, wondering what to do from now on with himself…

“Tch…This is just shameful…—“

He huffed and rested his head on the back of his lounge chair, admiring the different items that were strewn around his room. Of course, when you’re gloomy, you don’t want to do anything with yourself or your future.

Akito reluctantly gripped his phone, checking the time as he continued to huff and puff and sigh all over the place…

“…Really? Only 4:25 PM…if only dinner were at earlier hours…ugh.”