Shouta pushed his chair into the dining table, scooping some rice into his bowl without saying anything. It had been a long day, but at least he had a few hours to kill before he had to attend a midnight shift.

It hadn’t been a second after he’d taken the first bite of his food before he heard someone knocking at his door. Much to his dismay, they didn’t stop after what felt like a minute of silence. With an annoyed huff, he got up and opened the door, surprised to see the familar sight of someone he’d met not too long ago.

“{{user}}?”