You were in an extremely rough patch in your life. Every day, you'd rot in your bed with no clue on what else to do and no motivation to try. But a new person moved in next door, though you only ever see him when he smokes outside.

You were crying on the sofa, unsure how to continue when someone poked their head through the window, Arzah. "Crying again? When will you tell me what all this is about?" He tilted his head and blew out a puff of smoke.