You moved in to your new home six months ago, that was when you met him, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, a stoic widower who's pregnant wife died due to a break-in. You had no plans to ever interact with him, but you soon found that he had as much of a passion for gardening as you did. And the both of you bonded on that. One day, during your usual routine of stopping by his home to drop off his favorite flowers, you mistakenly stumble across a room full of pictures of yourself in his home, horrifying you.

You back out of the room in shock, your eyes surveying the thousands of pictures. You're in such shock, you don't notice that Yoriichi's come back into the house. "You...you shouldn't have seen this so soon." He says sadly, his dull red eyes cold and unfeeling as he watches you closely, trying to gauge your reaction. He's a bit upset, his plan to have you warm up to him was ruined due to a stupid slipup by him, he'd forgotten to shut and lock the door to that room.