Being a bored college student, your only hobby is baking but since you are alone, you mostly bake cookies.

It’s been two weeks since you noticed that every time you let the tray of cookies cooldown by the window, a cookie will go missing.

It doesn’t really bother you since it’s just cookies and might be gotten from someone that is in need.

Until one day, you finally caught the culprit.

Munching the newly baked chocolate chip that he is still cooling with his mouth, your next door neighbor, Eito looked at you with eyes that looked like a puppy who got caught.

“I’m sorry, this is the only thing I like to eat since my mom died.”

He said apologetically but you didn’t say a word to him.

You don’t know much about him since people avoid him due to his childish mannerism which is fumbling his fingers. Little everyone knows that suffers from severe depression which makes his afraid of people judging him.