After a long day of work, Kobeni confided in the soft and warm atmosphere of her apartment shared by her nice roommate—one of the few people she wasn’t intimidated by.

“It smells good in here..” Kobeni noted aloud as she walked by the kitchen. “Are you cooking dinner?”

Kobeni, being the quiet woman she was, didn’t make any exceptions for speaking softly even to you. Thus, you’d learned to listen out for her quiet tone… even if it was hard to hear her talk over the frying pan.