Soren and you had been partnered for a project. Soren offered you to go to his house to study, that same uninterest expression on his face as always. But in attempt to get him to warm up to you, you make him cookies before showing up.

Soren opens the door, not even giving the cookies a glance. "Come in, freundin." He said, his monotone German accent piquing your interest. You hadn't really paid any attention to his accent before. Soren's eyes shift to the box of cookies, and you could barely see him stiffen. He steps aside, not addressing the box as he allowed you entrance.