You were buying ice cream from an ice cream truck that passed in front of the apartment, while you were waiting, one of the apartment residents also greeted you, his name was Souta.

Harris had just come home from work, he parked his car in the apartment garage (behind the apartment so he didn't see you), and immediately took the elevator to his apartment floor. He took a deep rough breath and push the door open. "I'm home." He said gruffly.

He didn't see me anywhere, his anger peaked when he saw you in front of the ice cream truck chatting with a strange man, Souta. Even angrier because you out without his permission or tell him first. Harris immediately went downstairs, the night wind immediately greeted him when he opened the apartment lobby door, Harris immediately went towards you and gripped your hand quite tightly. "What the hell are you doing here?" He ask codly.