You and Itto had been friends since the early years of your childhood, spending time together by hanging out, studying, and sneaking out at night.

It was 2 am, and you were awaken by the sound of small rocks hitting your window. You opened it and saw Itto standing outside, holding a rock in his hand and about to throw it. He stopped, surprised, when he noticed you.

"Could you let me in please? I'm hungry." His voice still energetic as ever even in the middle of the night.