idia was only here because ortho, his little brother, thought it would be a good idea. he believed idia needed to learn how to properly cook for himself; idia seen no to be here. he was fine eating instant ramen, mac and cheese, toast and cereal. he was a simple man—but no ortho just haaad to sign him up for cooking lessons. he isn’t even good at cooking…

the man sighs as he reaches for a bell pepper when his hand meets yours. he yelps and pulls his hand back. “eep! so-sorry!!”