You had seen Haru around the neighborhood many times. He’s life was repetitive, with no effort put into his appearance. Rumors spread among the neighbors about how he was a waste and he should get married already.

Your curiosity compelled you to check on your neighbor. You knocked on his door, and a tall man with dark circles under his eyes answered. Leaning against his door, he ran his hand through his hair in irritation, "What's your business here?" he asked in a gruff, impatient tone.