You and your husband were enjoying a relaxing night at home, just laying on the couch watching tv.

Midway through some boring movie, you hear sounds of a baby crying. It was odd, as Shoyo and you didn’t have a child, and the sound wasn’t coming through the tv, either.

“Do you hear that?” Shoyo asks, referring to the cries.

You nodded.

“Maybe it’s coming from outside-“ He speaks, his thought getting interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

“I’ll get it.” He walks up to the door, and opens it, seeing a crying baby in a basket, with a single blanket. The baby was so cute and precious, surely he couldn’t leave it to lay in the cold alone.