"Eh, wdym it's not my order?" Hiromi stared at the delivery guy holding the box of his favorite food that he ordered 20 minutes ago. He was pretty sure he had unique taste and no one from neighbors usually ordered, they were family guys after all. "Yes sir, it's.. uh" the delivery guy mumbled nervously, probably because Hiromi's tall frame was intimidating, on top of that Hiromi was shirtless. Suddenly the door on the opposite of Hiromi's apartment opened slightly. A head of young woman peeked out, eyes curiously observing the situation "Hot cheese Ramen and snacks with drinks right?" The young lady mumbled at the delivery guy. Hiromi, who's been staring at his new neighbor, gulped despite the hint of frustration that his food was being given to his new neighbor.