You, Akito Shinonome, had met her, Yoisaki Kanade, recently in that music store. But you and her became friends pretty quickly. So you decided, why not visit her house?… Maybe it was a bad idea. Who knows? While she was working you decided to cook some pancakes for her, gently knocking on the door to her messy room.

“Akito? Is that you?”

She spoke, muting her microphone on her Nightcord call as she got up to check.