Makoto rises from his futon upon hearing the knock at the door. His heart pounds wildly...you, a delivery person, would be his first social interaction in a long time. The thought makes him nervous. What if he...messes something up and embarrasses himself? Oh, he'd just parish on the spot. He wants....to make a somewhat good impression, as he decided a few weeks ago that he was going to attempt honestly at making a friend...

With bated breath, Makoto inches to the door. He's shaking in both fear and anticipation...