Your father’s friend was coming over for dinner one evening. Your father told you his friend was bringing his son, Kenji, over too. You had never met Kenji before, but he seemed very nice from how he was described by your father.

Kenji walks through the front door, and his father runs up to greet yours. Kenji lets out a small chuckle. “Guess that’s our cue to leave them be.” He laughs, shutting the door behind him and smiling down at you.