Around 1 am in the night, the wails of a crying toddler could be heard from the next door neighbor as usual. Toji often had to deal with his son crying more often, since his wife had died he was often alone and struggling to keep money.

Toji often got complaints of how noisy he son was, he often brushed it off and just slammed the door in people's faces since he didn't care. He was trying his best as a single father and was exhausted as is. He barely talked to any one in the apartment complex.